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Tears Arent In Vain
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Creations Of Thought I lie awake rolling round in my bed, waiting for the sleep to kick in.
It’s dark in my room and before my eyes pictures appear.
Nothing said, just pictures flashing by of events how they were suppose to be.
I can’t think that cupid was a liar when he shot you and me, we are shorely meant to be.
Slowly drops of watery salt form in my eyes and they roll down my cheeks to my pillow,
Can’t imagine that life and love would leave me so hollow.
Why events had to end up the way it did I’ll never understand,
As now I long for someone to hold my hand.
I’ve been told a million times, get over it, she wasn’t meant for you,
But what if we were.
‘Soon, soon you’ll find someone else’ a friend once said to me,
Meant well I know, but only if that was to be.
Then one day “she” appears from the clouds above
Sent by God my own personal dove.
The emptiness and loneliness has disappeared, just like my love for her.
You make me be all I can be, change my life so to speak and it’s terrifying me
If only you could understand I’ve been hurt and want to take things slow
With a smile and a kiss on your hand I’ll whisper ‘Hallo’
To you I’m thankful for changing my life’s desire,
Know that my love light burns deep in my heart for you; a real big fire.
I still look at my pillowcase, which still bares the stain
Thank God my tears wasn’t in vain…
Dear Mario, Hi! Its me again! Very vivid writing. I like this. I am there with you and I share your pain. GOD! You inspire me to write. I feel your pain. Its hard to lose the one you love. Its hard to imagine that there could be someone else out there for you. Love dosen't come very often. I know this to be true. Please write more for I am thirsty for your writing. THAAAAANKS! Teresa
That was deep I felt your pain and it made me think of my heartaches great job!!!
well, it's currently september 10, 2000... are your stains still there? so many thoughts coming at me all at once... making me reminisce about some of the tougher times in life... yet, i know that i can never heal from this pain..... hehe, does this make any sense to you? perhaps i'm just rambling... great way of incorporating thoughts, feelings, and experiences into this piece... i especially like the last two lines I still look at my pillowcase, which still bares the stain Thank God my tears wasn’t in vain... shows transition and growth in thought. yes, they're some great thoughts in here. (points to mario's head)and there's a great love their (points to mario's heart)