Marathon
From the first kiss, to the last time,
I could feel your heartbeat right into mine.
You showed me things that I had never seen,
and made me feel a way I could not explain.
It was like a rollercoaster, one day we’re riding high,
the next we’re falling and we don’t know why.
It was like a marathon, and I thought it’d never end,
but then it did, and I couldn’t breathe.
You took all of my energy.
Six months, I ran that marathon
just to find out that soon you’d be gone.
You told me that you’d finally found what you were searching for
for you to be mine, I wanted nothing more.
We were perfect, we were meant to be
that’s what you said to me,
but you were lying.
love at first sight, that’s what you’d say,
we were connected in every type of way.
I’d never felt something so beautiful and genuine,
but I was wrong again.
Just like every other guy, you broke my heart.
You made your choice and let us fall apart.
And now I’m left with thoughts of the last time
a lasting impression replaying inside my mind.
I try to be happy, tell them all that I’m fine
but you taught me how to lie.
And now a new marathon has begun,
this one’s a tough run.
Perfect, happy, we are so content
but I am so unsatisfied with how our time is spent.
I find myself daydreaming about the old days
about the marathon before, I didn’t win that race.
A love like that, I know I’ll never find again,
but I must admit that I cannot pretend,
I miss the way things were,
the adrenaline.
This new race, I know that it’s good for me,
so I’ll push you out of my mind, I”ll try to set myself free.
It’s only fair that I let this one run its course,
and then maybe I’ll be rid of all of my remorse.
But this marathon is ran half heartedly,
because you already took most of me,
and now my legs are weak.
Copyright © Arya Kirkpatrick | Year Posted 2014
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