Him

by ralfieobubbles

Published February 25, 2013

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In short stories

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Hating someone is one thing,

Loving them is another.

You look at him and clearly it is written

In your besotted eyes that you love him.

But what do you do when his eyes, those windows to his heart

Are occupied by another light?

The unmistakeable glow of love for another.

What do you do when you see them sitting side by side,

her head on his shoulder,

Knowing the fact that he does not belong to you.

Heavy, so heavy.

The vessel that sustained your life has now become your burden.

Burning with heartache, throbbing with inexpressible pain.

What do you do when your heart can no longer move on?

What, but else, can you do than bottle those tears,

force down a trembling sigh,

And carry on?
Comments & reviews · 3
Paolamarie1502 wrote a review Review · May 22, 2013

wow i really like this poem is something i can really relate to. Your grammar is really good ill give you kudos for that ^.^ i like how you expressed yourself it was really nice. This poem got me thinking alot because ive been in that type of situation and is not easy at all and really sucks but other than that very nice work there you did :)

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ShelbyLove wrote a review Review · Feb 26, 2013

Hello Ralfieo! Shelby here to review your poem! Wow. I could really feel it. It was so sad but, so relatable. I loved the choice of words and, your grammar and such rocked! It made my heart ache just a tad bit because I've been in a situation very similar. It is a burden to love someone without holding back only for them to love another without even a second thought. Anyway, loved it! Good job!

brittbritt12347 wrote a review Review · Feb 25, 2013

Hello, Brittany here to review, for fun. :D
Wow I love your poem, it is really good and sad but sweet all at once.
Good punctuation and Grammar.
I like the way it really got to me, I could see it had voice in it, which some people don't.
Keep up the good work and I want to see more of your stuff on here. :D

Happy Writing!!



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