24 February 2009

better than the same

The two of you are vital,

You walk, he drives,

The same path every morning,

Every evening.

 

He stole the role

You used to play,

He touches with the greatest

Of ease.

You are tainted with a love

That is lost,

Because of the actions

You took

After you got there.

 

He doesn’t know you,

Your name never comes off her lips.

Your ring sits in a box,

Tucked far beneath

Every shirt

In the back of her drawer.

 

You know nothing about him,

The answers would be to hard

For you to swallow.

The fact that she has someone

Far greater,

Your replacement.

 

The hurt can be seen

In your eyes

From miles away.

Everyone knows your motives

For her pain.

You want her to feel

The way she made you feel,

A long time ago.

A time which you claimed

She was forgiven,

Only to hold it

Over her head

For the next year.

 

She turns around,

Smiling,

Knowing that there is nothing

She can do

As her back becomes

Your only view.

Say goodbye,

To every happy moment

You had.

Every ray of sunshine

She brought you every morning.

 

She now pulls the curtains back

For someone new,

For him.

He smiles at her,

Every chance he gets.

He is shocked by the way

She stands

And demands

The presence of every room.

 

Her passion

Is even clearer

Than before.

Her art is dripping

With the pain

You have provided for her.

But underneath it all,

She will never be

That vulnerable,

Ever again.

 

At least she can tell

A true story.

At least she can warn,

Every other one.

 

He watches her,

Closely,

Yearning for her to be close,

Closer than she was to you.

You ultimately controlled her,

She became a puppet,

With your hand

Playing the strings

Oh so perfectly,

As if you had done it before.

 

With every part of her being,

She wanted it to be different,

But you wouldn’t let her breathe

On her own.

 

He lets her run,

For days.

And chases her,

Laughing.

Together,

They meet in the middle,

And everyone can see

The smile on her face

Is real,

As it resonates.

 

He makes her feel,

Something she hasnt before,

She feels comfortable,

In her own skin.

The skin you tried to change.

You were close,

But then she burnt the bridge

That aided you.

 

Watch the flames burn,

In your heart,

And before your eyes,

All you are is smoke

In the sky.

He has taken her pain away,

So she can be free,

And fly.

 

She flys

And finds adventure

Around every corner,

Every corner

That you were to lazy

To look behind.

 

She looks in the mirror

And feels worthy

Of every glance she receives.

He is quirky

And can match every move

Of hers with one even better.

They dance

As goofy as possible,

And laugh even louder,

Their songs are different.

 

He carries a song

with a profound beat

As hers plays out,

With an acoustic sound,

They collide

And beautiful music is created,

With a harsh constant thump

And the melody flowing from her lips.

 

She is soaring,

No longer on this path

called life,

No longer trudging.

Look up,

You will find her

In your dreams,

Doing what she has always craved.

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