I was at a stand-still

My heart pounding

My fist folded

My head pounding from thinking how I ended up back here.

We were there.

Hopeless and burdened

Shook and burdened.

I was at a lost for words

I Remember I was your weekend

I knew the pleasure of not being valued.

I was at a lost for words

When I remembered your fevered touch,

the butterflies your words gave me,

and the trust your eyes secured.

The feeling of doom was renewed

every time I looked deep into your eyes.

I carried your scars,

I carried your pain,

I carried our scars.

The feeling of doom was renewed

When I knew it was all too good to be true.

I was fool,

But I loved you too.

I was a love struck fool,

But I loved you too.

I was your weekend.

Our brick house romance was short lived.

I took a dive,

I'm glad I survived.

I was at a lost for words,

When I remembered your fevered touch,

the butterflies in my stomach

and the trust in your eyes.

The feeling of doom was renewed

When I realized I was your vacation.

We were both doomed,

Star crossed lovers.

I carried your pain,

I carried your scars

Again and again and again.

I broke the chains,

Released the shackles of your love

I broke the chains

I gather my gains and left your love

As time required my behove.

I ran and ran.

And finally,

I’m at a standstill

My heart pounding

My head pounding from thinking how I ended up here

Broken from what was once beautiful.

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