The fool inside of me

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem depicting of when is actually "too late". My first poem out of boredom, so please go easy on me.. ^^"

Submitted: January 03, 2009

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The Fool Inside of Me

Rain dripping down in the clear cold glass

My tears falling down in my cheeks

The cold atmosphere sucking the breathing air within me

I sit by the window, in this darkened room

...Thinking deeply...

Whom am I supposed to confide on?

To whom am I now supposed to lean?

The only person that now once loved me

Is out of that door, never again to look back to me

I was too late

I kept pushing him away, because I was afraid to love someone

Afraid to get hurt yet again

Doubts paved my way, uncertainties were evident

I said "I'm afraid to fall in love, I'm afraid to fall for you."

He smiled in return and spoke the words that made my heart to unusually flatter

"Don't worry, I have wings."

Familiar, no?

Yet I was still in denial, that I was already falling for him

He was always there for me, though I insisted I was actually alone

I seflishly nurtured my pain and hurt, convincing myself that nobody loved me

I was foolish

I was in denial

I lost him because of that.

When I realized it, I ran to him with smiles across my face

Only for him to tell me

That he had already given up, after years

and had fallen in love to someone else

I was foolish

I was in denial

I lost him because of that.

Now I am truly alone, the thought I convinced myself is finally a reality

I watched the girl walk down the aisle

With him all smiles by the altar

My tears had dried up, but my heart hurt like I was going to die.

I was foolish.

I was in denial.

It was too late.

And I lost him because of that.

Goodbye, my first and lastlove.


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