To Remember and Let Go

[Beoslasher]

I felt a slab of heartache trickle down and wiggle its way inside;

A memory of a time where we still loved, things were fine.

I miss you, and it hurts to know that you've found love with another.

I buried this, buried this love so deep, and locked it away with a key called hate.

 

I buried this key deep in my soul, and embodied all the pain that came with it.

I tried to love again, and would have succeeded if not for the hate.

Who was I to fool when I was truly not free from you?

Will I be free?, eventually, but for now my mind drifts into dream

 

A vacation in July, a week away from troubled times.

How amazing it was to be locked away in that room with you.

We laughed, and talked, and entwined I knew true love divine,

But sadly this love wasn't meant to last.

 

Like the trail we walked on, the last hole of mini-golf we played

Like the theme park we went to and stayed, all those things end.

I thought I didn't love you anymore, but I was wrong.

I just forgot what love was.

 

Love isn't physical, its devotion.

It is emotion, and passion

We failed at these.

Maybe its better I take my leave

Maybe you just needed another to see.

Maybe you just need life without me.

 

I must let go, and forget these things

these feelings, these ideas

everything

 

The time I met your parents

and the time you met mine

and the time we lived together, with friends who you don't like.

and the time we went walking in the woods for a day.

and the car rides, and the sunshine which bathed on our face

I must forget, but never regret that these things took place

 

The fire that burned is now out like a flash

and the smoldering flames, now turn into ash

and we die.

 

 

I had to acknowledge and not deny

How I was in love, and how I pushed you aside

I must break in order to heal, because without you I can't feel.

 

 

This will be my last poem on this site. I feel I have begun a healing process, which I can continue without the use of poetry or a computer. However, I felt a poem about my ex from my longest relationship was important as many people must suffer how I have, and although you may think you've overcome it. The thoughts and memories build up, and explode, and it hurts, When you are at your weakest its amazing how something as simple as a vacation can bring back feelings that you've locked away deep down with rage. I want to thank everyone who's read and, or commented on my works, and I hope that when you come here, you find the answers your searching for, and that you can make your life change in a positive way.

 

Thank you all

 

Beo