Bitter

Story by techfistWolfguy on SoFurry

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#7 of Poetry

A little something sad, since I hadn't written anything like this in a while


Aged Yet tender

Are the thoughts

My arms

Around you As I whisper

To you

My true feelings

For you

My one

And only

Love

The one

Who I yearn

To have

The one I wish To be with

Until My life

Begins to fade

The days We spent Together

So warm

And loving I could never forget

The laughs

We shared So filling

The way You spoke So soothing

The weeks We'd be together A dream

But As with all Good things

An end Came to my Wishful thoughts

The day When it all Changed

You spoke

Of another,

One

Who had Stolen your heart

And swept off your feet

A man of class

And wealth With a desire

To make you His own Until his time

Comes

To an end By your side

Shapeless emotions

Welled up

In the deepest parts

Of My inner self; A rift

In the thoughts

That kept me Moving ahead

Devoid Now lies

My mind

I lost

The one Who I cherished

For The words I could not speak

Hanging

On the end

Of my tongue

Were spoken By another One who

You would Love back; Your missing half

Fated, Was I, To never be

By your side Though I cannot accept it

My mind Sobs As it shatters

Tears Of crimson life

It cries

All of what

I wished to be Will never become

No I am wrong My Love

Will be happy And To stand

Between them Would be selfish

Beyond words

I smile, Nod, And move on

I cannot show What lies Within

I do not Wish to burden The one whom I love still

And so Things Took their course

Days drifted Weeks slipped by And months trickled through

The gaps In my mind: Broken

Time Did not heal These wounds

Though The pain Numbed

As I distanced

Myself From you

Work Filled my days As my grip

Slowly began To tighten Once more

As of today Two years Have passed

Thoughts of you Still linger Warm to the touch

For the first time In a what seems Like ages

I saw you As you glance over

And smile at me

Oh How I loath To leave your presence

So tender And warm: Unwavering

Though This pain Will never depart

Biting As the Winter's winds; Bitter