A Beautiful Tragic-

It's the course of every love song. It's the tempo of every good bye. The tone behind "I'll love you forever", And the reason behind a midnight cry. Maybe she's the girl who never noticed Or he's the boy who never cared. Regardless we stay awake night after night, Wishing they were there. It really makes no sense For us to wish for more pain, But it's better to pretend they know and care Than sit alone, remembering yesterdays. But once the fog has cleared, And they are gone from our lives, Are we freed from a curse Or were they a blessing in disguise? It's a stupid thing called life, Filled with wonder and magic, But it has an insane need To turn everything beautifully tragic. (10/24/13) **For any poem wizards out there, if I ever label my poems incorrectly please tell me. I am terrible at categorizing and just put everything pretty much as free verse or I don't know. So if you know that it belongs elsewhere please let me know, it wouldn't be rude and you'd actually be doign me a huge favor. Thanks!**