Tis not the way I meant love to be?
Longing loneliness so often lain,
Trapped with questions, chasing meaningless answers here and there,
Tis time lost a wasted moment,
So afraid of trading keys doubtless times of lost loves,
Of evenings turning nights left alone ,
Stay to long change no more,
Days alone you and I,
Broken hearts ties the hands held their anger deep inside of thee,
Whence you'd turn to leave, Would I ask you stay?
Would my tears turn you back?
Never save the heartaches you've lost, in a jar or up on a shelf,
For a many a memory can't be stolen it only drifts away,
Chase not the broken dreams,
Only matters the one you hold right now the one wrapped around your heart,
Doubtless memories tossed aside,
Whence you turn to leave anyhow,
Evening lights or dark of night,
Down on one knee could I ask thee stay,
Would your curiosity bring you back to me?
If it meant being together just a moment longer,
Dark Poet ©
The Hidden Meaning
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