Bitter-sweet

athaly

I sit here waiting for him to show,

As the sweet nothing he whispered in my ear melt away like snow.

A tear falling down my cheek as I was so naive to believe.

The image of his face occupies my head like a carol on christmas eve.

What once coul've been was now torn apart.

leaving me to pick the pieces of my heart.

I sit here not being able to move as his words come back to mind.

Stuck in my head like a melody leaving me motionless with nowhere to hide.

Knowing only now that all his expressions that cause me to fall in love with him truly,

Were only a ruse as I collapdes under his spell leaving our story a bitter-sweet tragedy.

  • Author: athaly (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 29th, 2018 19:36
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Yorelzinala

    The duality of love can bring immense joy and desolate pain into one's life. *sigh* It is what it is, but it's not your fault. Awesome imagery. I wish you well.



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