That Feeling

You know that feeling the split second before you fall?
That moment of pure terror.
Because you don't quite know what's going on,
what's going to happen,
or how it's going to end.

You know that feeling when your heart aches?
When barbed wire wraps itself around your heart
squeezes,
and doesn't let go?

Do you know that feeling, when you know something bad is going to happen.
But you can't stop it?
With every fiber in you, you try to make it better,
but nothing happens.
There's nothing you can do.

Now imagine this,
all that fear,
pain,
and helplessness
crumpled up into one big ball of never ending insanity.

It's not fun.
It's not pleasant.
And no, I can not "just get over it."

This is what I feel every time I get scared,
see his face,
her face,
or disappoint someone.  

But that's okay.
People say,
it's just fear.

When It's All Said and Done

You pull me close ,
and hold me tight.
I feel like everything will be alright.
You shift your feet,
we start to dance.
I think I'll give love a second chance.

I love you,
can't you see?
This is how love feels to me.

You lean in and kiss me sweet.
Whisper things soft and discrete.
My heart is pounding,
my love for you resounding as I say:

I love you,
can't you see?
This is what love means to me.

Your hands slide.
Our lips collide.
Something doesn't feel quite right.

I love you,
can't you see?
But what is love supposed to be?

Is it your hands on my thighs
as my soul silently cries
against your moaning sighs?
As if I'm just some sort of prize?
My joy slowly dies
as I tire from my tries
to keep your body at bay.

I love you,
Why don't you see?
What have you done to me?

When it's all said and done
and you've had all your fun
all I want to do is run
but instead,
you jump the gun.
"I'm sorry."
You say.
With so much regret.
But really,
how am I supposed to forget?
The way that you touched me
and moaned my name
the way I look at you will never be the same.
As I open my mouth
Words start to fall
"I forgive you" I say,
and that was all.

I loved you,
why couldn't I see?
That our love was never meant to be.

A Well Deserved Reply

We're never going to be the same.
Never.
Okay?
We are never, ever, going to be how we used to be.

Stop tempting me!
Do you know how much I wish it were true?
That I could have my best friend back?

You want to talk?
I gave you that chance months ago.

You're sorry?
Why didn't you say that when it happened?

You've been thinking of me?
Huh.
When you think of me,
do you cry?
Like I do, every time I think about you?

When you see me,
do you cringe?
And think about all the horrible things you've done?

When you hear my name,
do you even care?

Why is it now, you're coming back to me?
Do you expect to be fully forgiven?
Well don't.
What you did, I don't know if I'll ever forgive.
But a least don't expect it now.

How can I trust you?
You broke every promise you made to me.
You told me not to worry, because you would always be my best friend.

But what is always to you?
Is it kicking me to the curb?
Kicking me while I'm down?
And kicking me out of your life?

So now you want to talk to me.
You want me, to spend my time on you.
you want me, to give you a piece of my mind.
Well you can have it.

How could you
leave me,
talk to me,
and treat me like that?

Do you know how much it hurt me
mentally
physically
and emotionally?

That's right,
You don't know.
Because you left me for months.
You don't know.
How the first time I saw you, after it had all happened.
How I hurt myself.
And now a scar is all I have to remember you by.
Is that how you want to be remembered?
Not for all the joy you used to bring me,
but for the pain you washed it out with?

You are a
lying,
tempting,
hurtful,
oblivious,
ungrateful...

I'm sorry..
I've had these feelings bottled up for a while now.
I just wasn't strong enough to say them before.
Four months is a long time.
I've changed.
I've learned a lot.
I've got a job now,
friends who care,
and mentally, I'm doing really well.
But you don't need to know that.
You don't deserve to know that.

You don't even deserve my time.
So the last words I'll leave you with,
are
"Good Bye"

I've Been There

When I tell you I'm different,
I don't want your pity.
When I tell you my feelings,
I promise, it won't be pretty.

But you're surprised anyway,
or you don't even care.
Yes, I know.
Believe me, I've been there.

When I tell you I'm different
please, at least, react.
I know you don't want to be friends anymore,
your face only shows fact.

When I tell you my feelings.
It's okay,
I won't fall apart.
I'm just sending out emotion,
straight from my heart.

So you're still in shock,
or you don't even care.
Please don't go away,
believe me,
I've been there.

Someday

How long will this last?
This subsiding love.
How I can't hold on to a relationship
when push comes to shove?

I know he wasn't right.
The love wasn't true.
But something inside me
is feeling so blue.

I want to cry.
I want my tears to wash away my pain.
My heart it aches,
trying to heal from it's last sprain.

I know there's someone out there
waiting for me.
I know they'll be kind
you just wait and see.

They'll be caring,
considerate,
charming,
and calm.
There will be someone
to keep me out of harm.

We'll love each other fully
with nothing in the way.
That is what I'm hoping for,
someday.

Used To

The ultimate feeling of loneliness.
Proceeds to apply when the emptiness of your soul
echos with the helpless cries of your heart.

When you realize old connections are lost,
and new ones just aren't quite making the cut.

All you want is your best friend back.
Not necessarily the person them self,
but just the friendship you used to have.

New Love

Heartache is as fickle as the weather.

Some days it leaves you alone,

While other days it leaves you tethered 

to your oh so fragile heartstrings.

It creeps up and boils behind your eyes,

lingers in your soul,

and says no good bye's 

till you're strong enough to push it away.

But until then it'll haunt you. 

Strike when you're not expecting,

My dear, it will keep infecting.

You just need to let it go.

There are so many things in this life

you can use to put it out,

with heartache sprouts new love 

and there is no doubt

that this new love will be different.

But it'll treat you right.

You don't need to be frightened,

and you won't need to fight. 

Just be careful

and treat your heart with care.

This time it will all work out.

This to you, I swear. 

Rips, Cuts, and Creases

Maybe this feeling of huger

can out-weight my feeling of pain.

It feels as if all my hope

is going down the drain.

All I want to do is sleep.

Don’t want to move

eat

or smile.

They say that heartache can only stay for a while.

But do I believe that?

No.

It cannot be true.

How on earth could a feeling this blue,

just go away?

They say it just takes time.

Ha!

I laugh at that phrase.

I gave him time.

Weeks,

months,

days and days.

How can someone I love so much.

Leave me here in pain?

I love him with my whole heart.

And I still love him now.

How?

How can I love someone who’s played with my heart?

Torn it to pieces?

And left nothing but rips, cuts, and creases?

I’m still not sure myself.

And I am starting to doubt.

But I love him none the less.

Because that’s what friendship is all about.