Amidst the sparks that fly,
Behind those beats of pitter patter,
After the complete loss of breath,
Establish feeling that scatter,
Ascents starts to leave us,
Former states start slipping away,
Thoughts become a foreign thing,
As we fall over words we say,
Sliding into a comfort zone,
Sometimes deeper then what's good,
Then we start losing that passion,
In love we once understood,
What seemed like hallmark moments,
Fade tragically behind our minds,
And our selfish wants meet needs
Then Mesh and intertwines,
Far sooner then ever expected,
We see smoke after the spark,
And that love we seen so clearly,
Is now but lost amongst the dark.
And what we once knew before,
Has now never been seen so true,
I realize it would always end this way,
Ether by my mistakes or mistakes made by you.
©justin_ur
J