fought for love
coleen
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so tell me
what's a girl supposed to do
when with every breath and every word and with every mile in the gathering distance he's putting between
when the only love that passes his lips
is in someone else's name
what more should be done in the name of this love?
what battle is there to be fought?
all the wishing, hoping, believing in the world
can't conjure love between two souls where it doesn't exist
romantic and moon-eyed as i hope to be
loving someone
and being in love
the difference has never been lost on me
yes we could have
we should have
we would have
more than dreams of ever after
and holding the flesh and blood of
love in our hands
is the love of my love
his happiness lies somewhere beyond me
i still remember
ten years from the twelfth day of september
funny all that time ago he was so sure the one
that wouldn't be there, would be me
until then,
behind my eyes, the moon and you
each night the life i live
begins simply with these two
odd, the way you can ask me when was the last time i fought for love, as though you didn't already know the answer to that question. as though you don't me. stranger still that you should ask as though i wouldn't know you. it's the gravity between us, transcending the all the words and miscommunications, traversing the miles and silences between.
what's a girl supposed to do
when with every breath and every word and with every mile in the gathering distance he's putting between
when the only love that passes his lips
is in someone else's name
what more should be done in the name of this love?
what battle is there to be fought?
all the wishing, hoping, believing in the world
can't conjure love between two souls where it doesn't exist
romantic and moon-eyed as i hope to be
loving someone
and being in love
the difference has never been lost on me
yes we could have
we should have
we would have
more than dreams of ever after
and holding the flesh and blood of
love in our hands
is the love of my love
his happiness lies somewhere beyond me
i still remember
ten years from the twelfth day of september
funny all that time ago he was so sure the one
that wouldn't be there, would be me
until then,
behind my eyes, the moon and you
each night the life i live
begins simply with these two
odd, the way you can ask me when was the last time i fought for love, as though you didn't already know the answer to that question. as though you don't me. stranger still that you should ask as though i wouldn't know you. it's the gravity between us, transcending the all the words and miscommunications, traversing the miles and silences between.
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thank you, coleen
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
Isn't it almost a song?
Moments that I have shared with you
Our hearts may break
But they're on their way
And there's nothing I can do
thanks olderman
the broken heart isn't so bad as i'd always thought it would be. the ache is a palpable connection to that time. why would i ever want that to go away? it's like wishing that i'd never loved him at all...where is the sense in that? even for the most cautious of us, there is a someone that makes falling the easiest thing in the world to do.
up until that moment, i had encountered people that i wanted to love but didn't, for fear of how it would hurt if i ever lost them. then he comes along and for the first time i was more afraid of hiding my love than i was of knowing that one day he could be gone.
but memories...they eat me
I've seen it all before,...
bring it on cause I'm no victim.
-Ghost
thank you for taking the time to read and leaving such kind words