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The Dying Romantic

Dying romantics
A race that seems to be leaving this place
Don’t even look at her face
That’s what makes it easier to leave her
You made her think she mattered
Then in an instant her heart you shattered
She found out what you’re about
It made her just want to shout
But the door had already shut
Down the street you did strut
You made her feel like a slut
You made her fall in love
Then so swiftly you gave her a shove
A push back into reality
Or your reality as it seems
Where falling in love
No one dreams
Because love isn’t so fun
Why choose just one
There are so many
Like buying them by the penny
Cheap to you but what price do they pay
What do you say
When you discover that to her you were more than a lover
You were in-fact her love
She didn’t pick it
It descended upon her from above
Fell upon her and her life
She wanted to be your wife
But you had other plans
Out of her life you ran
Or so it seemed
Because when you dreamed
It wasn’t ever of her
You saw every other girl
All the ones who meant nothing in your world
Yet for them you risked everything
To you it had no consequence
Because you have no conscience
You don’t know about love
You feel uncomfortable even with a hug
All you care about is the love making
It’s what gets you through the day without shaking
And somehow it never occurs to what you’re taking
Stealing someone’s heart and running away with it
Never bringing it back into sight
And over it you will not strife
Because never in her did you see a wife
Because that isn’t something you can understand in life
You have never loved something more than your self
And you probably never will
You can’t magically discover it in a pill
But you probably will never look to fill
Fill the whole in your world that you can’t quite understand
The emptiness filled with simply holding a hand
Being held by someone who sees in you everything you wish to be seen
It’s as if a dream when she looks in your eyes
And gets lost and forgets about the whys
Because with love no one has to try
It finds you, not the other way around
It hits you all at once
Knocking you to the ground
It doesn’t take a hunch
It’s like being taken down by a knockout punch
But you will probably never know of this
You can’t even truly appreciate a kiss
You want the lips but not the love
You are the new generation
The ones who will laugh at a poem
The ones who will pay anything to make you happy
But never realize that all they want is your love
They need to know that when you close your eyes it’s her that you see
It is her that makes you want to be the best you can be
She brings out something in you that hid in the dark
She unleashed the little child running wild in the park
They want a night under the stars
Not a cruise in your fancy car
They want to be in your arms
They desire a fire created by your flow of sweet words
Letting her know how much you truly care
She wants you to stare
Stare and take in her beauty
Not just when loves seems “new to me”
But all the time
Because weak things weaken
But love grows
It makes hugs longer
And feelings much stronger
It takes you over and refuses to sit on the side
It won’t hide
It has too much pride
As you should in one another
They’re not just your lover
They should be your best friend
One who’ll always have a hand to lend
And in a single gaze a thousand words they can send
But these days
That is all coming to an end
The dying romantic grows weak
And in his last words this is what he does speak
But do not weep
Because he once loved
And for that
It was all worth while
He will fade in his sleep
But still posses a smile

The Dying Romantic

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