Treasure Island

Katherine Bryce


My Desire


I once saw a future,
a long awaited dream,
the only ones it consisted of
was you and me.
Every time I look back,
on the days of 'we, '
it breaks my heart
because, it was a real as today.
but 'today' is long gone,
but I still dream of it,
I smile at your name
appearing on my phone.
I wish I didn't-
I wish I could forget,
I wish I could leave it-
all in my past.
I don't want this pain,
burning through my heart,
and I know I only feel it,
because of the mark you've left.
Just let go,
of this hold you have on me,
I want nothing more,
than to be free.
You are my one desire,
the price I will pay,
either way, one of us
will walk away hurt.
My desire, we need to end this,
we need to walk away,
because- simply: I'd die,
if you were ever hurt.

Submitted: Thursday, October 24, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 25, 2013

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