She slipped away

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I found myself remembering the nights when I laid beside her
The nights where she picked me up and made me a fighter
I think of why oh why I let her slip away
There's not a second, no hour, definitely no day
Where she doesn't occupy my deepest thoughts
It's odd these emotions I had for so long fought
I had her in my fingers and let her slip right through
I looked at her no tear, no happiness, but no bruise
I may not ever of laid a hand on her but i left her in pain
That's the very thought that drives me insane
I met her out in a park one lovely day in May
She thought me many things mainly to be brave
I fell then and there and I haven't stopped I haven't given up
I'm just stuck
Don't give up on me sweetheart
Just give us a fresh start

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