Salty Tears

~tasha~ said:

Torn out pages in the book of love,
little pieces like dust in the wind
rejected, my love no longer needed,
simply tossed away now unwanted.

Some nights I can hear your voice calling,
far beyond our star where memories
go to die, and to be forgotten by you,
there existence no longer matters.

Just killing my time with dead feelings,
to numb this pain is now my journey,
alI I ever did was return to you,
love you sent to me from far away.

The distance did not matter at all,
stealing my heart with words of meaning,
with those three little words I love you,
my foolish heart feel deeply in love.

Pain entrenched deep too much to bear,
silent agony hidden away,
when love disappears without answers,
you are only left with salty tears.

~tasha~ said:

The empty ache of loneliness
A hollow emptiness
A desperate want
For their caress
To fill the void
Left by invisibility
Butterflies flutter
When you meet their gaze
Knees weaken, just for a second
As they brush past
Then light-headedness
When you smell their scent
Then later
In the quiet of the night
The empty void of want
Loins aching for them
Then hollow emptiness
The constant companion
The loneliness
Of unrequited love

~tasha~ said:

The empty ache of loneliness
A hollow emptiness
A desperate want
For their caress
To fill the void
Left by invisibility
Butterflies flutter
When you meet their gaze
Knees weaken, just for a second
As they brush past
Then light-headedness
When you smell their scent
Then later
In the quiet of the night
The empty void of want
Loins aching for them
Then hollow emptiness
The constant companion
The loneliness
Of unrequited love