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Those Things Amazing

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Those Things Amazing
10-9-15

You loved him once, you loved him twice, and thrice, and more,
But now he says “It’s over, love is gone and I must shut the door
Between our hearts, because I don’t want to hurt you any more than needs be;
We are now ‘I’s where we once were ‘we’.”

Your heart, it beats within your ears like bloody thunder pounding
And you try to stop the tears that show the wounding
Of your very core, for there is more to you than heart, there is spirit and soul;
Crushed once, crushed twice, but still sprung back part whole.

He hugs you one last time, “I’m sorry my darling, please don’t break
For I know you – we shared hurts and pains and aches –
And you have suffered these three years more than any other;
You lost a solid man, a friend and now me, your significant lover.”

Your eyes are melting into your face and your hands, they shake with a palsy
That can only be utter devastation, utter hurt and utter whimsy –
For what more whimsy is there than an unpredictable breaking of the heart
And the ache of knowing you still love someone, but you must forever part.

But don’t despair for too long, or look too far into futures unknown.
Live in the sorrow of the moment, the now, for what has been sown has been sown
In destiny decided, by God or by fate,
That now is your time to find you, before it’s too late.

You’ve been a ‘we’ for as long as I’ve known you and your life,
But sometimes there is safety in not having to be an ‘I’ and face the strife
Of normal days alone, with nothing but your mind
To keep you company and help you unwind.

I’m here with fingers, needles and threads to sew back your feathers
Onto those wings of yours, that held both of you aloft at times, together,
And that now will be stronger, when repaired, in holding you
And allowing into your vision those things amazing you can do.
For a friend who has recently gone through a loss. I'm not much good with cheery things, I'm better at passing tissues and patting you on the back, but I do know how to sew back a feather or three.
Advice:
Cry and write. Write and cry. Get it out, let it flow and then let it go.
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