Three Months into a Weekend Love Scene
I promised myself I'd never
fall for you again,
At least I tried...
right?
But I couldn't bear your tears my love,
they stung more so than my own.
And I held you
when I gave you my decision,
That I couldn't let myself love you
until your heart had made up its mind.
I kissed away your salt ridden tears,
and I made you smile.
I promised you'd be okay
no matter what happened to us,
I made you promise not to give up.
All these promises tend to scare my heart,
can they be kept?
It's hard to say,
isn't it baby?
And I turned my head twice
when you tried to kiss me,
It simply broke my heart to do so...
Thinking about it now
forces me to choke back on tears
I never wanted to have.
I tried to explain to you
my reasoning behind it,
But I ended up confusing myself
in the process.
And I'll forever wonder why
I chose to pass up beautiful kisses
from perfect lips
Given completely
with every emotion
in your body.
And although it breaks
our slowly mending hearts,
We fall back into each other
By making beautiful intimate love
in each other's arms
on Sunday morning...
Then Monday comes
and you force us to part.
I go my own way
trying my best to move on
without breaking you,
And you go yours...
Seeing other people, but keeping me close
You are never happy...never content.
And I can't seem to put my finger
on the answer our hearts are searching for
so desperately.
It just doesn't make much sence
to me.
Why must you do this
when we both know you're never happy
with anyone but me?
We belong to each other...
get it?
But that is only on the weekend,
I'll always fall back into you,
Always trust you,
On the weekend...
This poem was written by Chantal Smith on Apr 10, 2006.
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a bit long, but good