I was Writing this letter the other morning,
There is a section of It that comes out so well, I enjoy the way it flowed together.. It is not meant as a poem, But I might work with it and tweak it more later.. See where it goes
So many memories torture my soul, awake or asleep, it is still you that haunts my mind
So long has passed, and I find myself still unable to let go. Not wanting to say goodbye.
Where the greatest happiness I ever knew changed me, the most painful sorrow controls me now. My heart still unable to accept its loss.
Wishing time could be reversed, that somehow I could change what has become, not willing to believe , that my life should exist without you--I want to move on, to find happiness again, but my heart, my soul, my memories wont allow me. Desire burns my thoughts, and tears still fall.
to never love again, not a choice, simply a knowledge, having been touched so deeply.
©
SilentEyz (♥)
There is a section of It that comes out so well, I enjoy the way it flowed together.. It is not meant as a poem, But I might work with it and tweak it more later.. See where it goes
So many memories torture my soul, awake or asleep, it is still you that haunts my mind
So long has passed, and I find myself still unable to let go. Not wanting to say goodbye.
Where the greatest happiness I ever knew changed me, the most painful sorrow controls me now. My heart still unable to accept its loss.
Wishing time could be reversed, that somehow I could change what has become, not willing to believe , that my life should exist without you--I want to move on, to find happiness again, but my heart, my soul, my memories wont allow me. Desire burns my thoughts, and tears still fall.
to never love again, not a choice, simply a knowledge, having been touched so deeply.
©
SilentEyz (♥)
