This is for the different versions of pain

you’ve given me

For the fatal brightness

only you could bring

For the intense light

that makes and breaks things

Both radiant and destructive

Both warm and blinding

Sneaking through my windows at night

To enchant me, or haunt me

You

And the lovely memories

You had so breathtakingly carved in me.

This is for the end of my thinking capacity

For what should’ve been

For what could’ve been

And all the perhaps

And all the infinite number of possibilities

And the sum of them.

This is for the death of you and me

For the end of the story

That never was

And never will be

Comments

Longmire (author) on August 01, 2017:

Thank you Hari and Eric

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on July 31, 2017:

Well done.

Hari Prasad S from Bangalore on July 30, 2017:

Awesome lines. Intense.

- hari