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She's Out of Reach

Poetry By: greenglasses

This is about accepting things that have happened, and needing to let go because you cant recapture the flame you had with her.

Submitted:Apr 19, 2013    Reads: 32    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   

Know that when I open my mouth,

dance in lazy circles in your eyes,

or feel anything pertaining to love from sorrow to joy

These things are no longer for you.

Know that with each drawn out step

and breaking of a new day

(A promising sign you mistaken as a promise of more promises)

I am not anything but a lonesome wish.

For you, I am the glass heel that couldn't fit,

a taste of sweet imagination not to be in your mouth again

You can watch if you like

Me, discouraged,

before an overwhelming smile of something new happens.

To see me bloom past the ashy twinkle,

as I burn for a love that isn't yours,

and prove that I'm what dreams consist of.

But I beg you to know the difference

Between wasting clocks for dreams not meant for you

And the excuse,

'Everything will mend us,

as if what happened in the past didn't say otherwise'

because I don't think you believe enough


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