March 3, 2011
though not by choice
oh,yet its never by choice
i can feel the deep agony of it
like the ticking of time,
the slow motion passing of life
forever changing, yet i feel
as if I'm stuck in this moment
replaying that precise second
that you were stolen from me.
that forever lies beyond
this cruel affectionless world
that i will see those once
so full of life blue eyes
and maybe,for one more second,
smile again.
that is the word
repeating in my head
stuck in my throat as
tears burn my eyes
i will always wish
there was never a

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