There Was
I felt empty, and almost hollow with my heart so very far away.
I couldn't even think straight, let alone see past your thoughtless,
ill-advised ways.
You claimed to be sorry, but for what you had not the slightest clue.
And what could I say, I think I expected too much, so I offered
forgiveness just to see you.
Your arms threaded through mine, my head dropped to your chest,
A sweet melody of percussion beating rapidly within the cavern
of your heart without rest.
Your eyes met with mine, searching deeply my soul's ambitions.
Softly you caressed my lips, a mystical angel hovering near in
a worn, washed out vision.
I told you that I could read you, like an open, omniscient tale.
A lie to prompt you to open your heart and release the sensations
from their forsaken jail.
Oops you said that you loved me, it must have been a mistake.
No one has ever told me that before, without it sounding like a lie,
it's always been fake.
I can't believe I told you my insecurities and the secrets of my past.
I must really trust you or maybe I want to prepare you,
for me to tell you so much, so fast.
I realized that I loved you then, but that loneliness still held
a tighter grip,
On my heart, on my life, on my chest so I couldn't even breathe
and my mind began to trip.
It's so hard to live each day alone, and to have no one around to hold.
So please forgive me, there WAS something there, and it always
will be, though now it's so very cold.
