Tomorrow
As I read the words
As my gaze falls on the pictures
The disappointment
The anger
The hurt
Start to blur my vision
Please tell me that what I think isn’t real
Isn’t reality
Tell me that you wouldn’t throw away our good thing
Without telling me
Even though what we have is not perfect
At least you have a good man who is true
I only have eyes for you
But it seems like your eyes couldn’t stay on me
How do I stop this pain in my heart?
Pain in my stomach
Am I just another case of a good guy finishing last?
Should I have disrespected you and called you out your name?
In order for you to be happy
Or should I have went upside your head
When you would be around and not come visit me
I am devastated
I put so much into you
So much into us
But then again all of this is just speculation
It could all be just a misunderstanding
But what if it is not?
What am I suppose to do then?
How do I pick up the leftover pieces of my heart?
And make a brand new start
With someone new
When it is still you I want
So tell me what to do?
I won’t know till tomorrow
Copyright © Ashli Jones | Year Posted 2007
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