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loving Him and trying not too

Poetry By: lost love long forgotten
Poetry



My feelings toward a person I was falling for and how im trying to stoop caring for them. The end part about drowning and dying are actually the ways I am trying to fight myself.


Submitted:Mar 5, 2013    Reads: 19    Comments: 6    Likes: 3   


My heart is trying to stop loving him, but I can't get him off my mind. His name keeps popping up in my head and I want to cry because I know he has her on his mind. I want to stop loving him yet I can't seem to. One look and my heart crashes inside and around itself my heart tries to lock itself up so that it doesn't get hurt anymore. The lock rusts and it breaks and I find myself falling for him again. Why can't it be that he loves me, who he's always thinking about? Why? I dream and I see her face swimming before my eyes. I've stopped sleeping because I see what might've been, but that isn't. We're like two pieces of the same puzzle only separated by the other pieces that lay in between. He never looks at me twice he only stares at her. I'm the division in the math only I'm what's left. He's the answer she's the question I'm the nothing that gets in the way. The whole puzzle incomplete because the missing piece is my heart. I love him so I haven't given up, but I slowly come back to reality as my heart shatters into a million pieces. I want to hold him in my arms but, I know that I never will. Tears sliding slowly down my face they fall sliently to the ground as the rain does. I wait up hoping that maybe he'll see me love me, it just never comes, so I slowly get up to leave my place in fairy land I walk through the treacherous cold dispair and I drown in depression. As I slowly die I see the fading lights of happiness that go out one by one. My body drains of everything including life. When I wake up I see my body below me. My heart is broken into two tears that will forever stain the earth. I start to slowly disappear into the clouds that will hold me until the next time. my heart has finally given up it has finally stopped beating so now I can stop loving him. Yet, I find that I think of him even more now.





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