“Pitch black all around
Was how my life looked
Until you came into it
And brought me light.”
Nah, that’s too cliché
How about:
“I was just fine
Before I met you
And I didn’t even like you much at first
I thought you were cute
But I didn’t like your attitude
Yet you grew on me
Like a rose growing onto a stone wall
But the closer I got to you
The more I could feel the heat of a fire out of my control
It wasn’t that you loved me
It is just your personality
To burn those closest to you
But I couldn’t leave
I had fallen for the flames
And though I sometimes danced in your inferno
I couldn’t help but to come out burned
We’re opposites, you and I
For where you burn
I am ice-cold
So it didn’t hurt me when you left
Not as much as you would’ve felt
But I still want you back
It’s not a pain
But an ache
And the only thing that can melt my heart,
That can teach me to love again
Is you.”
Love, love love!
How you began this poem,
and what emotion!!
"I had fallen for the flames
And though I sometimes danced in your inferno
I couldn’t help but to come out burned"
Ugh!
Favorite! ^.-
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
It seems like that happens
It seems like that happens everytime, and every scar brings back a memory, of just how things used to be... Thank you for the kind words.
~Seraphim~
Post Tenebras Spero Lucem
This is real beautiful and
This is real beautiful and sad seraphim.
Copyright © JessterStarshine
Many sad things are
Many sad things are beautiful... so I'm told. Thank you
~Seraphim~
Post Tenebras Spero Lucem