by Athena Lynn
Feeling of regret, and foolishness for the loss of a love that was too perfect to end.
|Looking back I feel as if I should have known
As the moonlight glistened off the rain soaked pavement
This would be where he would break my heart.
But I couldn’t have known.
I knew nothing but that it was now his laughter flowing through my veins,
That kept my heart a beat.
I knew nothing but that our souls had searched for one another
And could finally rest.
I knew nothing of what was to come.
But looking back I feel as if I should have known
As the violet petals just began to fall from the trees
That my dreams would crash right there beside them.
But I knew not of that.
I was yet to know this jagged edged blade.
I was yet to know the burn of Hell’s flame.
I knew only of bliss.
Sweet, blind and intense…
It was all he let me know.
Yes, I could not have known.