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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