Sunday, 22 September 2019

Isn't Real

How does it feel to no longer have words to describe love?
When the promises she made was nothing but childlike pander
The walks with her just memories replayed on a broken recorder
Love is a smog - I see nothing
But the footsteps she left behind - leading to the seashore
I breathe - and the smell of the sea stings my eyes
When her shadows lurk in corners
Dark, yet empty

How does it feel to no longer have words to describe love?
When her hands fade away from your grasp
And every fairytale dreaming has a moment of wakefulness
Love is a drug - I eat rainbows
Of her lies, in each photo I see what we could have been
I see - and the truth blinds me again into ignorance
When her scent fades away from memory
It's nothing I hold on to

But who I knew has passed on
It's nothing left to hold on to
When she decided to live
She brought my heart along with her

Away she went
To a life without me

Away she went
But she forgot her conscience

Away she went
I find her, but I find myself in hell

But hell is beautiful -
because love

Because love

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