Why I stole your heart
By Lylani
There was no love at first sight
It was more a trickle of petroleum lust
Set ablaze by a spark in the wink of an eye
And I was yours
Mesmerized
By your flame
You
Philosophized and contemplated
In a world set apart from reality
I
Was captivated by the nonsense
You
Became my drug of choice
I
Became no more than a fly
defenseless in your web
Too lost in your stare
To see you rip me apart for fun
So when you took another
I knew you loved me best
Because what we had was special
No-one could take my place
Just as no-one could take yours
You had to love me best
When you laughed
I thought you found me endearing
Not a joke
When you didn't call
I thought you were busy
Maybe playing hard to get
But
when you called me pathetic
I saw
for all the love I gave you
You never loved me back
You made me a liar
Because I never knew your truths
And I won't be a liar
You will love me back
Thats what I told them
when they took your silent heart
From my scarlet embrace
If anyone should ask me what I learnt
I shall tell them
Lovers lie
And fates are cruel
I shall tell them
Hearts keep beating when they're broken
And that loves beauty never fades
Even when seen through tears of blood
But most importantly
I will tell them
I still love you
despite it all
Comments on "Why I stole your heart"
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On Wednesday, January 7, 2009, veingo
(526) wrote:
This was worded perfectly. I know it because I have felt it. They say that for each of us there is one "perfect love", but I've seen it proven far more often, that for each of us there is a "nemesis love". Such memories... I feel for each of us. ^V^
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On Wednesday, January 7, 2009, NikesRain
(1240) wrote:
great opening lines and the building of emotions through this... it's saddening yet it makes you stop and think and know this is what happens, this is how deep we let things go... and then can not let them go.... well done
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A former member wrote:
I told myself to broaden my comments this year inorder to broaden my self,...paying dividends immediatley, "a trickle of petroleum lust"...within the theme of the write i didnt realize how perfect a tangible metaphor like this would become,...i tend to get involved, and ultimatley want the best for the one that aches,..i actually wanted you to find a head space of acknowledgement..that he was 'no good'...but love does not discriminate..........still, ifya want his ass kicked, i know a guy;)
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On Tuesday, January 6, 2009, Echoes of Orpheus
(357) wrote:
My god... I would list the extents to which I hate that man, but you still feel for him. It seems the strength of love can be proven just as strongly through its death. (on one side at least) The way you said this was far beyond anything I wrote in my time in this position... I loved the way it broke my heart. This speaks to me in too many ways to not favorite it, write on.
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A former member wrote:
I really like the first stanza. :)