Month: June 2022

Who is He?

Who is He?
And why is he
Sitting in my spot?
Who is He?
And why is he
Everything I’m not?
If I was everything
You wanted
And everything you needed
Then why is He
The person that
You choose to be with?
Would he be willing
To give up everything
Just for you?
Because that’s exactly
What I was going to do.
Who is He
And why is he
Sleeping in my bed?
Who is He
And why is he
Where you chose to
Rest your head?
Can’t you see
That he’ll never be
The one that
Was made for you?
You said I was your flame,
You said we were the same.
But he’s just some random dude…

I Was the One

I was the one
Who picked you up,
Picked you up when you
Wpere feeling down
I was the one
Who was there
And helped you
Fix your crown
I was the one
Who came along
Just as you were
Starting to drown
I was the one
To pull you back
From dark depths of despair
I was the one
That you told
That you’d always
Be there
I was the one
To whom you swore to
That you would
Always be true
I was the one
That held you
When you felt blue
I was the one
Who promised you
A love pure & true
I was the one
Who showed you
How to give your heart
I was the one
Who wanted to
Take care of
Your every need
I was the one
Left with a heart,
A Heart that is
Still bleeding
I was the one
Who believed that
Always meant forever
I was the one
Who made a promise
A promise to leave you never
I was the one
Left standing here,
World torn all apart
I guess I was the one
The only one,
Of us who was
Not pretending
I was the one
Left crying
Over our friendship,
And our relationship
Ending…

Old Love

Old Love…
Leave Me Alone…
These are the words
From one of my favorite Clapton songs
Twin Flames, you said we were
But now your flame no longer burns…
As I lie here, in this bed alone,
Wondering how I’ll ever get back to
A white hot love, that’s now gone
“Old Love” blaring from the speakers
And dancing around in my head
Laying alone in this empty bed
Remembering all of the words you said…
“And it’s making me so angry…
To know that the flame still burns…”
Clapton softly sings
A “River of Tears” streaming down my face…
Stinging the corners of my eyes,
As the memories still race
Around in circles inside my head
My stomach and my heart both filled with dread…
Music used to be my getaway, my escape.
The music I used to love,
Now fills me with hate-
“Makes me so angry
To know that the flame still burns
Why can’t I get over?
When will I ever learn?
Old love…”
Leave…
Me…
Alone…