myself
07-26-2006, 04:36 PM
Hi, I jotted down this poem this morning, it simply formed itself in my mind, and I continued working on it in the afternoon after coming from the swimming pool. It is all fiction, it’s the monologue of a girl/ lady/ man/ boy, whose love has faded away and she/ he is now trying to make sense of the experience.
Fading Love
Now I know I’ve wasted so much time
Only to make you love me
I walk on the shore
Throwing away into the sea
All the broken pieces of this memory
Pieces of life I’ve wasted
When I could have done something else
When I could have been happy
Love doesn’t make much sense
Why have I messed up with you?
What came over me?
It was all absurd
What I’ve been through
I’m trying now to understand
I see you differently now
Maybe I’m a different one too
I am tired of loving you
It’s not fun anymore
The feeling is gone
It’s hard to believe it was ever there
You look so common
You mean nothing to me
I cry when I remember
How we used to be
Who is to be blamed?
Me?
You?
Time?
Fading Love
Now I know I’ve wasted so much time
Only to make you love me
I walk on the shore
Throwing away into the sea
All the broken pieces of this memory
Pieces of life I’ve wasted
When I could have done something else
When I could have been happy
Love doesn’t make much sense
Why have I messed up with you?
What came over me?
It was all absurd
What I’ve been through
I’m trying now to understand
I see you differently now
Maybe I’m a different one too
I am tired of loving you
It’s not fun anymore
The feeling is gone
It’s hard to believe it was ever there
You look so common
You mean nothing to me
I cry when I remember
How we used to be
Who is to be blamed?
Me?
You?
Time?