An Old Tale

Anger and negativity seem to over power love,

But when it's done, over, it drives in reverse.

"I miss you" "I love you" we forget why we left,

Like stealing my heart, wasn't stripping my chest.

We rush it because our love is strong,

But it's the rush the kills us and makes it wrong.

You never see the bad in someone until you break up,

The distance is crushing us and it's time to wake up.

Each day we go without is a day we get used to,

We forget what it's like to have someone to sleep next to.

Life brings us down and gets in the way,

But we are trying so hard to believe everything is okay.

Sleeping alone, yet in it together

Trying to stay warm through this winter weather.

Holding hands hoping to carry onwards,

We're walking backwards yet running forwards.

But that's what love does. It makes you blind, 

It makes us forget that life is unkind.

When you find your soul mate,

You forget about dreams.

You became my world and I let go of the seems.

I learnt to love the disgusting habits, 

You made me crazy, at it like rabbits

Already mad, dragged out of hiding,

Another love just isn't worth finding.

All the snotty noses and flu filled kisses,

It's gross I guess, but I know we will miss it. 

I will always love you, until the end.

We're toxic to each other but you'll stay my best friend.

When we part, a part of my soul leaves,

I feel empty and lost, I very much grieve.

But just because there is love, doesn't mean you have to stay,

Love can cut deep and lead you astray. 

I love photos, they never change.. even when we do. 

It's painful enough, deleting the 1000 photos I have kept of you.

Knowing that the smiles behind them were not always real,

A lost love is the deepest sadness a person can feel.

Everything we learnt about each other,

We will keep with us under cover.

Constantly, secretly always comparing

To other suitors that could be worth sharing.

A string of sorrys and a line of regrets,

But my time with you, I will never forget.

How do we know when it's time to let go?

It could just be another hiccup, we will never know.

I am tired, and you are tired,

Through the pain, can the candle be re fired?

People search their whole lifetime to find what we had,

So in reality we're lucky, even though we're feeling sad.

Every time we binned the letters and dreams,

We didn't think in the future, how much they would mean.

Isn't it kind of miserable how a person, once a stranger,

Now losing them means certain danger?

But isn't it sad how that same person, your something,

becomes a stranger again, like it meant nothing.

All I ever needed was your warmth to melt the stress away,

But now I will have to cope in a different way.

It is time to leave, to let go, we both know it.

I am hurting, believe me,  even though I don't show it. 

We have drained everything, learnt a great deal,

And that will never change how you made me feel.

It is lonely to end a chapter in your favourite book,

But to see what is on the next page, you have to take a look...