Poetry – Wanderlust

The reality is that, it hurts. – A REPOST

Never assume unless otherwise stated

But assume once something’s started

That it won’t end and it will last

Get ready for reality blast.
Reality will then sink in

Nothing is forever and all things end

It’s the cruel reality of the world

Assuming and expecting will only get you hurt.

And she looked up at the stars

and stared out the window,

she lay there in bed

thinking of how to let go.

And as she stared at her dog’s eyes,

Her smile turned upside down

Reality now finally sinking in

She is done dreaming.

Here I am sitting on a bench

Here I am admiring the city transform

Here I am looking at the view

And all I could think of sharing this with you.

I regret telling you lies

But I couldn’t face the truth

I hated seeing you cry

But the pain, I just could not sooth.
I regretted telling you I loved her

But it’s the only way I see

I hated saying there was nothing I felt

But it’s the only way the pain would end.
Regret. It’s what I feel.

Now that I’m without you.

I should have fought harder.

I was a coward.