Tired Of Waiting
by Didi Bautista
Tuesday, November 09, 2010
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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Dealing with love and strugging to find it, and overcome it.
My heart is fragile, like a century old egyptian archaic artifact,
It must be handled with delicacy and care.
My mind is emotional, like a mixture of different recipes used in a witch's brew.
My body is sensitive,like a baby's bottom being irritated by diaper rash.
But my soul,...my soul is strong like Caesar's statue that stands in Rome.
It's a monument that can never be broken, and can never be destroyed.
You tried so hard to make me feel as if I was nothing,...
And I must admit you did a hell of a job at it too.
You told me one day it would be you and I
But as soon as I got close to you, "she" appeared before your eye.
You looked at her as if she was a priceless jewel that was locked away in the goldmine,
She appealed to you,sparkling,so beautiful and so divine.
Leaving me in the dust, feeling like a shattered mirror with 7 years of bad luck to come.
My heart split , as if wood was being chopped for the winter, leaving me loveless.
When she hurt you, you came selflessly stampering back to me,
Like a dunce I took you in, nursing your soul hoping you would see me.
And you did,...we shared a heart as one for just a minute in time.
Then she lured you back, and what we once had,meant nothing but fiction.
Our story was never told, because you tried to bury it away with the rest of your skeletons.
But only I knew the truth, I knew what we had and what we could do.
She hurt you a second time, and I let you come back like the lost dog that you were,
I shouldnt have even let you come back the way I did,
But blinded by love and lost in my own insecurities I wanted to have your kid.
Shouldve known it was just a myth for you to stay with me,
After you had gotten what you wanted, you ran back,
That's when I felt my heart sink and my self-esteem crack.
I then learned I was the fool still hoping and wishing for something I could never have.
My heart only reflected you,
But only my soul could deliver me from the truth.
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|Reviewed by Didi Bautista
|thank you for your feedback.|
|Reviewed by Donna Chandler
|Love truly is blind and some leassons are learned the hard way. Never doubt your worth. There WILL be a rainbow at the end of your storm.
|Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat
It hurts so much to be taken advantage of as you show in your wonderful write. Love is a pain. Welcome to the den.