Today while looking through many of my old poems I came across a few I wrote when I was experiencing heartbreak. I took the time to read them aloud just to get the feel of what I was going through at that stage in my life. It was very powerful to me because I can look back on those times and remember all the pain and the tears I shed while pouring out my little heart and soul onto a piece of paper with my pen. Now that I can reflect on those writings and think back to those relationships, I can see that I am so much stronger and wiser. I am actually glad that I can read these poems and just realize how far I have come. I am going to post two of the poems so you may read them and maybe relate. I hope you enjoy.
xoxo
Lil'tokyo
"Nothing Love"
I fell in love with nothing.
I fell in love with the idea of you.
I fell in love with something that was just a figment of my imagination.
You were never there. No, you were never present.
However, in my mind I painted pictures of you,
mere images that would deceive me into thinking that "Golden Carriages",
being led by white horses, would carry you and I away off into the beautiful
sunsets, that only a poor soul like me can imagine.
You see I fell in love with nothing.
I fell in love with the sheer idea of you.
I fell in love with something that was clearly untrue.
I fell in love with nothing love,
the day I fell in love with you!
My future is so bright. Your future is so blue. You see my future is so much clearer because it does not involve you. The sun will shine on me while the rain pours down on you. My heart will sing happily while your heart will weep many tears. I will have romantic love for decades while you will have heartache for years.
It is such a shame when you could have brought happiness your way, but your future turned dark when you pushed my love away. It could have been really sweet you see, but now your heart will be dry like the desert, no love to quench its thirst. When you lost out on me, a winner was born; the next man shall be blessed with my love while you will be scorned.
I look forward to my future; you should cling to the past. That is the only way that your mistakes will never come to pass. Live in the past where your lies have not manifested. Live where you cannot taste the bile of mere rejection. Live where the sun does not shine. As for me, I am perfectly fine. My future is lovely because you are not a part of it.
(This is a poem of mine that was published for the site
http://authspot.com/poetry/my-future-4/ in April of 2010)
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