Lover's Suicide

Mystique420

"I'll love you forever", was what you said,
[If it was forever, would my heart feel dead?]
I got lost in your powder blue eyes,
Never guessing that those "I love you's" would be nothing, but lies.

You made me feel whole,
[Now all that's left is a dead and withered soul]
"I love you..I really do"
[If it was love..then why is it only agony that you've put me through?]

You've had my heart from the very first day,
[Darling, you still do even though you chose to walk away],
Heartache, surely is bliss,
Why is it that I can still taste your kiss?

I wear my heart stitched across my sleeve,
My love was something that you could easily deceive,
I hate you..[No, I love you..]
Sometimes, I think you deliberately ripped my heart in two.

They say love is suicide,
Now I know why, it's because you feel as if your heart just died,
Like..it's just been burnt with the flames of a fire,
I see that I was stupid, you were nothing but a liar.

The tears in my eyes, are filled with pain,
My heart is bleeding, like pouring rain,
[I thought you loved me, I thought you actually cared..],
This heartache, nothing can possibly be compared.

I hope you're happy now, because I have now died,
Or is this another side effect of a lover's suicide?
The roses you gave me are burning away,
I will never forget the day that you decided to throw our love away.

catefrances

and this one.
sad, so sad. but a spark lit inside me
and you made me weep.
it's good i think
to feel such pain
but not to
get lost beneath it.
i never felt so alive
than on the day
that you died
your death
i won't get lost
beneath it.

thank you so much for this one mystique.

Mystique420

catefrances wrote:

and this one.
sad, so sad. but a spark lit inside me
and you made me weep.
it's good i think
to feel such pain
but not to
get lost beneath it.
i never felt so alive
than on the day
that you died
your death
i won't get lost
beneath it.

thank you so much for this one mystique.

go ahead and get lost,... sometimes u need to-- i didn't get trapped beneath it,... when that man died,.. sure a part of me died, too--but the part that he surpressed rose up like a phoenix & was more that i knew what to do with-- an ending did bring about one hell of a beginning.