The Cycle of Loving You
For nine months I’ve been going through something.
Something I can’t hide except by putting my pain aside
The day you threw my love away
Turned my pain into shame
It was the day I didn’t think I could ever love the same again.
I said sorry till my tongue was numb and cried until my tears had froze
But who knows, you must’ve thought we had something special
Didn’t thee?
As the flowers that bloom from February to June
That smells of a love I once knew.
Oh hush you pretty little fool
Can’t you see that I’m upset?
Yet you always knew what was best
I loved you, can’t you see?
Departed from my heart to see the future with thee
I should’ve listened to the ones who know me best
So broken heartstrings bleed the blues
Only to be washed away by the slightest words
But there’s a beauty to the struggle
Something we soon find in this thing called eternal love
For love, I lay flowers at the grave of my heart
Trying to free myself from the bondage of loving you
With you, what is love? How does it feel to be free?
So lay me in green pastures with the bees in magnolia trees
And let me reminisce about the times I had with thee
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Angel is a sophomore and a first-year writer for the Eagles Eye. This student-athlete also has a passion for writing with a love for politics....