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Sunday, December 3

A Tragic Tale of Two [Lovers]

This is a poem that was unfinished two years ago after a friend of mine left to the states. But now, I felt that now is the perfect time to finish the story of a broken heart that was never mended forever. What happened in the end? Something that every broken-hearted person does; try to move on in a world full of tragic tales and misery. A Tragic Tale of Two Lovers is a poem I made for a friend two years ago. This time, I feel the exact same way but the difference is that Lovers isin't quite the perfect word in our friendship.

"A Tragic Tale of Two Lovers"
by Rye Sordan

A short winter breeze,
Pushes grey clouds on by,
Shadowing the reluctant light,
In the black and solitary sky.

There's safety only from,
The halogen lights a-glow,
As I sit I wonder all again,
Where did the happiness go?

I gave you everything I had,
And loved you even more,
But I'll never forget that lonely day,
When you closed the door.

The winter sky, full of gloom,
In the chilling night,
The moon exposed, no glow arrives,
I'll fly in the halogen light...

See I haven't slept at all, my love,
And I'm doing three a day,
The walls may move, I may get scared,
But it numbs the pain away.

I'll weep and cry, oh yes I'll cry,
And I'll scream for you in vain,
I guess I'll be alright one day,
When I'm over all the pain.

When the night is gone, my mask appears,
And I'm "me" once again,
But when the night returns I'm on my own,
'Cause you'll never want to be my friend.

I know you don't feel anything for me. Don't do anything that makes you uncomfortable. You have your own life. Make someone else the happiest person in the world, just like you made me. I don't want you to be my friend if it will be a burden on your personality. Whatever makes you happy.