Time Limits.

Falling in love was an accident,

Staying in love was stupidity.

Caught in the madness of what could be,

Should be, Would be.

But wasn't.

If I could take a few minutes to describe everything I felt..

I would start off with this poem.

I would start off with the words of betrayal, hurt a deceit.

But none exist.

The magnitude of attitude when it comes to you,

Leaves me..

Speechless.

I would start of talking about this blissfulness,

Of your lips

That will no longer be kissed.

They're a memory.

I might even start of talking about that one day you broke my heart,

At the River Walk.

Just to try to piece it back together with cheap glue.

If I could just take a few minutes to describe how I felt

Maybe I'd talk about how much I loved you.

Or maybe talk about your cunningness

How you knew that no matter the shit you put me through..

I wouldn't leave.

You knew.

Your hold on me,

Was amazing, captivating, radiant

Discouraging..Less than encouraging..

Selfish.

If I could just take a few minutes, to talk about you.

It would take days, weeks, years

To paint a picture to show so clearly the things I can't describe with my words.

The things that my lips won't from to say,

But what My eyes screamed.

If I could just take a few minutes to talk about..

You.

The definition of time would not permit it.

Looks like my time is up.