Sorry, I stood you up
I needed to get my story straight,
why I missed our first date.
From a distance I watched that night,
too scared by your beauties sight.
I quickly swerved to avoid your eyes,
I didn't want to tell you any lies.
When I saw you in that beautiful way,
I feared the wrong things I would say.
Second guessed the needed steps to take,
instead I walked away, became another mistake.
Turned around through the wrong door,
just like many times I've done before.
The story, it is always the same,
It's always my fault, I'm to blame.
Your pedestal is tall and you stand above,
don't let me get in the way of you finding love.
Goodbye
I will never ask for forgiveness's hand,
never expect the afterlife we planned.
Between the atoms, no light has shined,
in-between the lives with no mind.
There together we can survive,
I'll wait there for you too arrive.
Goodbye
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: How many lives have started and ended like this. What kind of life was lived in-between?
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Comments2
Fear a terrible thing it stops what could have been leaving us feeling we have sinned. I hear its footsteps here. Regret follows close behind a most unwanted companion and unwelcome visitor. They paralyze us and while waiting on them we loose our opportunity the visit we have been waiting for. A fine write well worded and aptly described
Excellent write
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