Loss (2007)

I wrote this in 2007. I wasn't even experiencing a heartbreak at the time. That's so odd.

i feel perfectly fine right now, i just stumbled upon this on myspace, of all places

Loss

Is falling fast, trying to catch her
knowing you're mad but guilt consumes you
a dreadful longing, forever a murmur
you know you love her,
but you can't help but hurt her
A years long story running out of ink,
the last few words written with tears
the book slams shut but the heart wide open
you'll close your eyes for everyone but her
and you'll read the book between the lines
the book maybe closed, but the story continues