It's a bittersweet thing
That makes me out of moments
I only half remember.
All those moments are you,
Tuned to the melody
Of how we used to meet,
Twirling together like syncrinosity
Was our name
And every other defining feature
Had died in the face of our love.
It wasnt enough,
Life takes as often as it gives
And we just had to live with it,
Disjointed and jarred,
Stepping on toes as we tripped away.
All the mistakes are
Sharp stones clutched my palm
As I make a fist
Revisiting every step and dip
Every wondrous lift and fall.
You are all
And the ache,
The sweet, profound pain
That makes up the whole of me,
Now that you're gone.

The first time we held hands
I got butterflies in my stomach
The first time we kissed
I was soaring
But we hid our love
And then you moved away
And now that I've found you again
You've thrown me away

One more day passed and he still not there,
Can tell none, can't ask why,
Days full of nostalgia and despair,
Nights still worry 'bout the last good-bye!
Tryna let the blues away,
Help me silence my dismay.
I live my life on edge,
Nodding my head in sullen acquiesce,
'bout to fall off the ledge,
Just tryna get relief from my stress.
Tryna let the blues away,
Got none to silence my dismay.
He was the sun to my moon,
The misty morning to my crazy midnight,
He was the cool breeze to my perturbed sea,
The star to my dark sky.
Help me silence this dismay,
I'm still tryna let the blues away.
Demolish the sun, pack the moon,
Pour the sea away, it'll anyways be dark soon,
Not letting the blues away,
Now, I love drowning in the fray!
-simroze
3.4.21
12.07am

When setbacks happen,
I get on with life.
If I didn't make the cut,
I moved on;
Sometimes continuing along the same path,
With renewed determination;
Or, find a road less travelled.

                                       I crossed the parquet tiles,
                                       Before a thousand eyes;
                                       She gave a polite rejection,
                                       Her friend took great exception,
                                       Before taking my hand in her's.

There were numerous interviews,
When we two weren't the right fit.
I would move on,
Finally finding my hand and your glove were one.
There are no options, but to move on.

Then we got on.

Then she got on.

Then I got on...

Get on with your life

No problem.
Now, if I can only get along
With my life.

Is it my fault?
Told me to give you another chance
Gaining the love, so that you know this could be real
I can't even tell you how I feel
You gave up the love and sealed it as a deal
I did not even agree to give up everything
How could you do this to me?
A month later telling me you found someone
Made me give you love that you didn't even want
I told you everything I´ve been through
Held on to this ****
I thought you could help me make it
The love I gave, then you go ahead and break it
I still smile and act like what you didn't hurt
Affects me more coming from a best friend that I loved
You finding out they didn't
You needed to better yourself
But wasn't the love I gave to you enough
That you had to go ahead and find someone else
Is it because I'm not privileged as people
Can´t go out, so what's the point in loving me?
Is that what you think?
As your best friend, I give you more than enough love
Then any other girl can
You wanted my love
Then you couldn't wait for me
What can that girl do to replace anything of me?
Had me playing your games, leading me in
Falling for your ways, that never should have been
Playing your games
Got me low in the rain
Thinking how you made the biggest mistake
Played me as a fool
You broke me in a way
You hurt me for showing me how you play
Got me thinking you win
I may have hurt you before
But hitting me like this
Is something that can never be undone
Trust me this type of **** isn't fun.