Tuesday, July 27, 2010

I think of those lost days of what seemed to be so perfect
I get lost in the past; get lost in reminiscing.
Knowing that life has no rewind button, I push to move forward.
Not letting go because I want to
But, better yet, because I have to.
Your heart no longer beats to the sound of my drum,
So I’m giving up.
I hate those words of defeat,
But what’s a girl to do…
When the man she loves,
No longer loves her?


  1. Thats a great prose, even though what inspired it isn't all so great. I know how you feel and I've definitely been there. But you just have to know that when one door closes, one to something much better is always opening up, you just have to let go of the previous door knob to get there.

  2. I'm glad that you were able to relate to the writing. You're advice is appreciated!