Out my window,
The moon,
How it mocks me so.
So round,
Full,
Complete,
As I wish I were,
But,
My other half,
Said no.
Couldn't-
No,
Wouldn't love me back,
Wouldn't even look at me,
Hold me one last time.
My heart,
Shattered.
My mind
lost,
I try to focus
On the world flashing by,
But all that surfaces,
His face.
How he smiled,
And told me there was another.
I want to die.
I want him to kill me.
I can die,
Happily,
By the hands of the one I love,
Or alone,
Sorrow coming stronger
Than my will to live.
But it must be soon.
I would give the stars,
The moon,
My life,
To be held in his arms once more,
To see in his eyes only me,
To taste his lips,
Just once,
But even now,
Death will surely come.
He will never love me.
Never.
I don't feel jealousy for my friend,
Who HE belongs to,
Some how,
I feel........
Happy.
Happy for her.
I feel no hatred,
She won.
She'll be a better wife than I could ever hope to be.
I only wish,
That she loves him back,
With all her heart,
For he is lost on her,
And I don't want to see him hurt.
The candle burns
Brightest
Before it goes out.
I burned bright.
I confessed my love,
And now that very love,
Will put me out.
My love was my
Weakness,
And I enjoyed it while it lasted.
And so as I leave my house,
To see him
One last time,
Only thought in my mind,
To die in the arms of the one I love,
To see him once more,
To be with my other half,
One final time.