Thank You

Its Raskolnikov

Thank you for the stories,

For all the time you gave to me,

All the moments I thought I heard chimes,

Thank you for the meaningless rhymes,

Magic that I thought we had,

Thank you for the time,

I thought you loved me,

But your time was never really mine,

Thank you for your crime,

What did you really mean when you said you loved me?

You had me convinced that you were really lovely,

Now I see,

I may have loved you, but you never loved me,

I had never had that feeling before,

You took advantage of my blindness, 

You ripped me down to my core,

You made me sad for days and weeks that seemed months and years,

You took advantage of my fears, 

You made me so many tears,

But thank you for the pain,

Now I know that someone else really hears,

I've found a true love, one at the top of the tiers,

She won't use the shears,

She is love, she is perfect,

And I know I really don't deserve it,

But all I know is that with her life is worth it,

Oh, and I thank you for the phobia of me,

Don't you see?

We were never truly happy,

You made me afraid to be real,

So all these emotions that I feel,

No, I can't convey them, nor can I reveal

to the one which I love so much how my heart is hers to steal,

So thank you for the time,

You will never again be mine,

Not ever will I write you another loving rhyme,

Thank you for your crime,

You told me of future quarries,

Of how it could  all be ours,

You encouraged the lie that we had special powers,

 

Thank you for all the battles and glories,

For all the words, I've realized you're a choree,

No, for you I'd never hurt even one flower,

But for her, the one who saved me from myself, 

For her I'd topple a million towers,

So thank you for the hours, 

But most of all, thank you for leaving,

Thank you for the unsheathing

of what you really felt,

I've never been so glad a relationship has gone,

Cause in this new love, I'm no longer a pawn,

I just wish it had ended sooner,

I no longer feel like a marooner,

If I ever can be, I will be my Rose's crooner,

 

  • Author: Raskolnikov (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 8th, 2017 00:56
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • FredPeyer

    Every relationship is give and take. If it is only one of the two, then goodbyes are in order.

    • Its Raskolnikov

      Yes, agreed I'm glad she's gone now, she caused me a lot of pain. Finally I have someone who cares though. I love her.



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