The lost year

 

Of love learned and lost,

Of nothing more than a broken Hallelujah,

Of pure agony.

 

They say when you have someone like you,

The world spins around until it stops spinning.

Like life could just take a pause,

Intermission before a grand finale.

 

They say when someone is like you,

There are no differences.

No way things can be interesting,

No excitement,

No future.

 

But I thought I found the one,

I thought my life could be as one.

I thought he alone could save me,

From loneliness,

From anguish,

From my own demons,

From myself!

 

But life is never what it seems.

 

As the year came and gone,

I cut my hair,

I locked up an essential part of me,

And I threw away the key.

 

Though we now remain friends,

Because of him I will never be the same.

 

Because of him,

It is now a sole reminder.

Of the girl I once was,

And nevermore.

This poem is about: 
Me

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