12/07/2020 - Poem a Day Compilation
It was May, 2004
And I stood outside the Enmore
Taking in the lights of Newtown
Waiting for the doors to open.
You’d bought the tickets so long ago
When we were better together
So, tell me why I was there
Waiting for you to arrive.
You were always late.
It was one of my pet peeves.
And you knew it annoyed me
More than almost anything.
You loved that band and would say
“Every rose has its thorn”
Whenever I brought it up
But you were more thorn than rose.
This night out was the last gasp,
The last nail in the coffin perhaps,
Of a relationship that was already dead
But just hadn’t realised it yet.
Life loves a tragedy, I suppose,
And we were absolute proof of it,
Two big personalities on a collision course
Destined to burn up worlds in our wake.
That night was supposed to give us
Something to believe in –
A shared past to cling on to
And rekindle what we had.
But there was nothing left to salvage
From this car crash of a relationship,
And standing in that line I knew
That this would be a last hurrah.
You used to call me your fallen angel.
I was really a bird whose wings you’d clipped,
Wanting desperately to be uncaged,
Set free in the big wide world.
Looking back, I can see tight you clung
To the idea that I was this perfect girlfriend
Who made you look good by extension
But in reality we ripped each other apart.
Life goes on, even when our hearts break,
Because we know what we deserve,
Even when that realisation hurts,
And being second best is not it.
I’ve lived so much more since that night
Without you holding me back
Or telling me it wasn’t worth my time
And making me afraid to try,
Now I ride the wind wherever it takes me –
I’ve seen the world without you,
And met the most interesting people,
All because I found myself in losing you.
You lived in your little bubble
And it was suffocating me
You said if I loved you, I’d stay
And maybe you were right.
I won’t forget you,
You were my biggest mistake,
But one I needed to make to grow
And find out who I was inside.
On that cool autumn night
Way back, over a decade ago,
I found out you were my poison
And I walked through those doors alone.
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