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That Seems To Be My Life
Which is worse?
I have been lucky enough to have been in love but I have also been unlucky in love. I met a really great guy many years ago, but it was as if all the powers of the universe were working against us being together. I'm not sure which was more painful: having my heart broken by a previous relationship or coming within inches of true love and then having it escape me without ever knowing my lover's embrace.
Maybe another place, maybe another time,
Maybe you would've been mine.
Maybe some other night,
Maybe my love will feel right.
But maybe is a broken promise,
Maybe's are hopes lost.
I must silence my heart tonight.
I must put up a fight,
To learn to live without you.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't in pain,
From placing my heart in this restraint.
But I already love you more than I should,
I already left my heart with you.
Why must my hopes be gone?
Why must I be alone?
Why must maybe be a word that seems to be my life?