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At least until this fairy tale is over
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At least until this fairy tale is over |
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kevinjtaylor Member Posts 61 British Columbia, Canada |
Her bags were packed, left by the door. She looked away waiting for her ride to come. Waiting. You met her on a holiday. You can’t recall who else was there. She’s moved along and left you holding empty air. Empty rooms and empty halls fill the days you've lost count of and left an empty bed alone beside you. You met her one late-summer day, or was it autumn, who can say? Like falling leaves you fell one with the other. The mornings were the best of all. The evenings melted into dawn and dawn again. And then one day she said goodbye. Without a word, she said goodbye. Her eyes had someone else inside. You asked yourself when this all started. Now every girl you see instead, and every time you turn your head, and all the names on every street, the colors of the sky at night, your bed at dawn, days pass you by, whatever tells you you’re alive tells you that you’re dead inside. You keep her pillow by your own, wake up late each afternoon but still you wake up as alone. And then one day you've cleared your mind, you bring her back and let her slide away again. Now mornings fade from grey to green, and somewhere in the days between you catch an eye, she catches you and spends a night or maybe two. The hallway and the living room, the shower and the kitchen floor, what else had they existed for? Now every smell of every flower, every early morning shower and all the songs on every street, the colors of the sky at night, her kiss at dawn, the rising light, whatever tells you you’re a man tells you you’re alive again. Yet stories like this never end like fairy tales. Every smell of every flower, every early morning shower, and all the songs on every street, the colors of the sky at night, her kiss at dawn, the rising light, whatever tells you you’re a man tells you you’re alive again at least until this fairy tale is over. |
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augustsky Senior Member Posts 828 midwest US |
Yes, fairytales never Really do come true, & heartbreak can cut so very deep. The meter of this was lovely.. Sky~ ~Don't Quit Your Day Dream~ |
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Temptress
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
Is it ever worth starting over? I've been here before. Although it would be me saying these things. I love the way you describe what happens. The images are clear, and it flows. Enjoyed. "Its gonna be alright cause I'm okay with me" |
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