by Molly Kopczynski
(Glendora, California, United States)
sad and alone
Here, all the way from home,
I lie alone and wait.
I wait for the one I thought was you,
And realize it was a mistake.
I think of all the things,
You used to say and do to me.
But now that I'm alone,
I now know that you were only but a fantasy.
A fantasy that I wished to be real,
It led me down to waste.
All the hopes and dreams that I sought after so much,
All went away, the second I got that one final taste.
The taste of regret, the feeling of disappointment,
The end of a once great trance.
It ended with the feeling of remorse,
That I couldn't get my one last dance.
I know you can do much better than me,
But I still miss all the time I spent with you.
Now that I have an empty hole in my heart,
I need to forget what never happened, so I can stop believing it's true.
This will go on in my head, like a never-ending dream.
Spiraling down my spine, until it reaches my heart's death.
For my heart has already stopped, as though I've breathed my last breath.
I know this will someday, eventually, exist as just another memory.
But this pain you have put me through,
Will always and eternally reside,
In my heart as a sacrifice, that I gave just to be with you.
I wrote this about the one I loved,
And wish to love once more.
I know the cigar can always be set ablaze again,
But never taste the same, as it did before.