reasons why we parted


My love life right now is just really complicated
More confusing than the astrophysics I never even contemplated
I’m in a relationship but then again I’m not in one;paradox?
Anyone who’s ever been in this situation knows
 That then time moves like a broken clock stuck at twelve
You hear it ticking, you wait for change
But all you get is the same mistake
Over and over and over again

How we got into this position is beyond me
From the peak of the great mount Kenya
To the bottom of the Hells gate crater
From the glaciers that shine so radiantly
To the barely shining light that our love does emanate
From best friends in the whole wide world
 To acquaintances of convenience that I feel I have become

We would last forever and always we always said to each other
Forever and always playing second fiddle to whatever else I honestly can’t do
In my quiet mien I possess the need to be wanted
A need to be held, a need to hold,
A need to be someone’s rock to lean on not to step on when the river gets too deep
A need to kiss and be embraced
A need to cry in your arms when my armour is pierced
When I’ve lost the fight to the world and can’t turn to anyone else
A need to be with you

I honestly did sleep a week away from you last night
Sharing my hurt through my fixed gaze to the stars above
And the song that I wrote with tears as my ink and the sharp pain as my feather
I wish you were Juliet and the balcony would be the only challenge I had to get to you
It sadly feels more like the expanse of the earth and sky
But I have no wings that I should fly
If only the wind would hear my cry and carry my love to you like a cloud pregnant
To drench you with my raw emotion and to let the whole world see my inside
I think with my heart and feel with my mind
I would fly, then run then walk when I saw you
Stopping only when I was firmly in your heart
If I should die before I wake
I would cross over with the joy that I once knew love,
I once knew you
 



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