There’s that one picture of you together
That when you see it,
All you can just do is close your eyes;
Praying your tears not to roll down your face
And you blink twice or thrice
Rethinking if you and him ever happened..
I still remember you shouting my name to hurry up,
Waking me in the middle of the night just for a kiss goodnight,
In the morning you rolled over,
Checking if I was faking the sleep or the snoring was real,
None of them were. Not even the pictures..
There’s the sand, shore, sun and the beach,
But your heart to near mine was out of reach,
Not even when we were so close together our lips could’ve kiss,
Your mind was not there and was not at peace.
We were together physically,
But your soul wasn’t nearby our history,
Almost as if we were filming a love story,
Of two people trying to be together but fate and destiny
Never allowed our love anonimity..
Ideally, to run away was the smartest move,
But my brain died the day my heart loved you,
And everyday of my life, I was still,
Still a piece of sh*t and an idiot waiting for you.
Could love get that really blind?
Yes. It could. I believe it does.
I’m not that smart but I certainly fell to that rabbit hole trap,
Believing his lies after lies,
Words after his words
And hoping for that one day, one day he could be completely mine.
He was, but it didn’t even last a day..
And that picture will remain undeveloped,
Untold, unexposed, unintended, unsaved and most of all unloved.
