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The End of Our Story

Poetry By: Angel Carbajal

This is just a writing I wrote a couple days ago of thoughts circulating in my mind and just thought I should release it on here what emotions I was feeling at the time.

Submitted:Feb 21, 2014    Reads: 22    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

I shouldn't have done it but I couldn't resist listening to the songs that once meant the world to us are now meaningless, meaningless because they now only mean something for me. I wish I can turn back the hand of time and go back to that night I first saw you and never have entered nor went to that house. For I did not know that I was going to meet the women of my dreams for it only to become the end of my happiness in life itself. I laugh here and there but I still can't manage to get over this pain and hurt I have in my heart. I've prayed to God before many times for him to never send another girl in my life, maybe it was a mistake to ask for such a thing, but I don't see it fair for the next girl in my life to not be treated the way I know a women should be treated with love, affection, attention ,remind her everyday on how beautiful she is. All because I still haven't gotten over you, there's some nights where you are in my dreams back together again, but you are also in my nightmares as well. People might say I'm crazy but maybe it is best I stay alone for the rest of my life. Hell I might be the first person to die of a broken heart. Who knows, I just want this pain and anger to go away


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