If the feeling of love is the same as eating chocolates, why do I feel so miserable?

She sits alone by a lam post,
Trying to find a thought that's escaped her
mind.
She says there's the one I love the most,
His type's not far
behind
She never lets me in only tells me where she's been
When she's had
too much to drink,
I say that I don't care I just run my hands through her
dark hair
Then I pray to God, "You gotta help me fly away" and
just
Let her cry if the tears fall
down like rain
Let her sing if it eases
all her pain
Let her go let
her walk right out on me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow,
Let her
be, let her be

This morning I woke up alone found a
note standing by the phone
Saying "maybe, maybe I'll be back someday"
I
wanted to look for you
You walked in; I didn't know just what I should
do
So, I sat back down, had a beer and felt sorry for
myself


Last night I tried to leave
Cried so much I
could not believe
She was the same girl I fell in love with long ago
She
went in the back to get high
I sat down on my couch and cried
yelling
"Whoa Lord whoa, please help me. Won't you hold my
hand?"

Let her cry if the
tears fall down like rain
Let her sing if
it eases all her pain
Let her
go let her walk right out on
me
And if the sun comes up tomorrow,
Let her be, let her
be
And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be

I wish it were so easy, I just wish I could just let go.. I wish I could cry it out.
I wish there was help somewhere.. I wish I didn’t let her cry.. I wish I could fly away..
I wish I didn’t feel sorry for myself.. I wish someone could help me let go.. I wish it weren’t my best friend. I wish things could be like they once were.. Just wish there's one good reason for me to get up tomorrow morning.. Just something I can look forward to. I just hope.. Hope I can love again..

And if the sun comes up tomorrow, let her be.. I wish I could...I really wish......

10 comments:

Anonymous said...

All I'm going to say is I understand what it's like to lose someone... when you know you have to ... but you can't let go.

It's hard...

J said...

*unwraps and pops a chocolate into her mouth*

yummmmm

now, wot didja say? thats like love?
Oh phuleeeeeez, give me a break!

Golden Words said...

yeah yeah.. u go get ur nails painted..!

oh and i am pissed wid u!.
u know why..
if u dont.. i am even more pissed with u..

J said...

but why O why O why?

Ad astra per aspera said...

I wish I knew what to say!
Is this the season for heartbreaks or what?
Sigh!
p.s I would never ever deliberately delete your comment! NEVER !
so I really don't know what happened :-(

SmartOxymoron said...

Hmmm... interesting stuff. Purely academic to me, but still.

And between chocolate and love, CounterStrike wins :P

Golden Words said...

Its F22 for me baby..
man i kick ass at that game or what..
nehow back to crying over spilt milk..

vidya said...

Hi there!...nice poem!...But I diagree on the choclate bit!....Gimme chocolates anyday!

Golden Words said...

poem? no its "let her cry" by hootie and the blowfish..
story of my life though..

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