Trapped By Your Memories - A poem
Enjoy the Melody--Courtesy of julioelgenio
Inspiration...inspiration let the sensation cover her tribulations...
This is the story of Kim, a 34 years old woman, who just have divorced her husband of 15 years. Her first love and probably her last. Unless a door opens her heart to a new life..
Trapped by your memories...
Gave my heart and life to you
knowing that this was going to last for sure
First emotions and encounters by your side
running together to your house late at night
A young girl that just wanted to love
smiling with whatever you could think of
listening to this girl that became a woman in your arms
fixing two cups of coffee late at night, thinking you might...
getting used to live by myself and nobody else
losing the sense and the meaning of this life
that fragrance of you, always made that announcement
the clue of your might and full of premeditated romancing
some women might say I don't need to look down on me
but they don't understand that he was the only one I knew
the one that made a woman of me after meeting my eyes
I bite my own lips thinking about, how, where...and why?
Yeah! Made two cappuccinos as I always did
fed the birds that we bought in Tennessee
made my bed leaving his side untouched
wiped some tears, 'cause the pain was way too much...
Three in the morning and I cannot fall sleep
his rants and jokes were the food of the day
three in the morning and I wonder if he feels what I feel
turning around half asleep to meet my mate in distress
Looking myself half naked
feeling that he might come back
feeling myself frustrated
throat running dry, my bad, so sad
won't be able to explain it all in here
women have a sense fo what is near
damn night that we broke up
folish egos that never gave up
what's the purpose of feeling myself pretty
there is no more reasons for Victoria's secret
holding on to the jersey he accidentally left
swallowing my pride that can't connect
intimate memories that can kill my joy
smiling with no reason and then silently cry
shutting the window that used to show my body at nights..
wishing you were here..could you, would you? Oh my..!
no words can really measure up this pain unable to trust
the melody of this song tries to capture a load heavy enough
my heart needs some real answers, if you know what I mean.
better go to sleep and see what tomorrow will dearly bring.
A woman was not supposed to be this open
but on this day I feel like breaking from this omen
expressing my feelings against unfinished walls
for me being loved for once was enough... that's all!