This is a poem I was inspired to write last June (long time, I know) after we had a poetry session in Emglish. I've been meaning to post it here for ages, and I finally have after much encouragement from MagicallyChallenged, one of my best friends. Sarah, this one's for you, and a little someone else! xx Sophie xx
Forget Me.
Simple.
The way you looked at me,
The way you held me,
Forget it.
If one thing could destroy you,
It would be your love.
Love for me.
Secret love.
Forbidden love.
They never knew.
They never knew that you loved me,
Like I loved you.
So great a secret.
So great.
It could have ripped you from your pedestal.
Cast you down.
Destroyed you.
Because of me.
Me.
Untouchable.
Unlovable.
Cold.
Hard.
Incriminated.
I cannot love.
Cannot be loved, for loving me, is dangerous.
Catastrophic.
But it was a mistake you made.
A mistake I made.
Mistakes for which,
We both paid dearly.
It could only ever end in loss.
In pain.
No happy ending for we, forbidden lovers.
Fairytales,
Belong to beautiful princesses.
To heroes.
I am no princess.
And you, my hero, cannot save me.
For I am too low.
Too low for you to fix me.
Too low for you to love me.
The price too high.
For so great a fall from grace it would be,
If they knew.
Would it not hurt? Would it not hurt to fall from such a height?
Your mask is flawless,
You remain there,
Upon your white horse,
Sword drawn,
Armour shining,
Immortal,
Perfect.
But you knew, as I knew,
That to fight for me,
Was to fight for nothing.
To defend a cause long lost.
To fight a foe too great.
A foe too great to be reckoned with.
Even by a hero so valiant.
Even by you.
Even for me.
Even for us.
You loved me.
I loved you.
But what they forgot to say, in all those fairytales,
Was that love is not enough.
When faced with me,
The real me.
You couldn't fight.
Because you never knew me.
Never touched me.
I was your wronged princess,
And now I am me.
And you never knew me.
You never loved me.
So forget me.
Forget the me I made for you.
Don't pretend you ever knew me.
Don't pretend you ever loved me.
The real me.
Because did you?
Hardcore.
Headstrong.
Independent.
A fighter.
A killer.
A criminal.
Forget me.
Wash me away.
Doubt me,
Accuse me,
Hurt me,
Do what you must to forget me,
For it must be done.
The consequences too great.
You so high.
I so low.
Forget me.
Forget the other world in which our love existed.
Forget those nights.
Make it all a dream,
Make it all a dream which you can wake from.
Make it a dream that can be lost in memory.
Memory too deep in which to delve ever again.
Forget all of it; that forbidden fairytale.
Forget me.
Simple.
Please review! Even if you're going to tell me how bad my poetry is (I need to work on it a bit). I thought about re-writing it, but then I figured it was more sentimental like this. This was one of my first ever Jate pieces! I wrote this before If Only. Ok, I would love a review!!!!