The reason i live is because of the hope, that one day, this will become the past and that the moments will erase all the pain this has caused .
But i know. I know what I want and it's the ideal. Not the rule, but the exception.

The Ideal, Exception.

Knowing that I love you is hard enough.
But telling you I hated you was my biggest bluff.
As always,
You forgave my biggest mistakes.
But everyday without you makes my heart ache.
I'm torn apart from you,
your smile.
Captivated by this life I've been living in for a while.
Your my moment, the most greatest ideal.
And all I know is that this, is more than real.

My heart breaks into pieces everytime I see thee.
Knowing I can never touch your lips and that you will never be with me.
Why is looking at you so painful to do,
When all i can think about is only you?
But when did love become so sweet,
and never make its road so painful,
and steep?
For it's a curse, yet a precious growing gift.

A treasure blossoming each day.
But tell me,
if you like me so,
why won't you care to stay?

Principals were all that mattered and without it I was bare.
Now all I have is your face in my mind.
And can you tell me,
why is it there?
To hold you for the first time,
would be a dream,
a wish which can never come true.
But all I know is this one true desire.
That all I want is you.

Poetry by Rawwwwwr Fear Me :]
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Written on 2009-06-01 at 20:42

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liz munro The PoetBay support member heart!
Welcome to the Bay

An extremely well rhymed
and expressive poem



jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
life is full of such dichotomies.
When we can we should live in the moment...
but of course the past has happened...
as you sagely observe though the future
is ours.
you have a style that is easy to read and therefore the more enjoyed.

I was looking for inspiration and should have known, the universe would provide...Your introduction was intrigueing too...there is nothing wrong with wanting your own ideal...without exception. A highly contemporary theme of separated lovers here. Beautifully expressed.

Smiling at you