No More

Here is a poem.

"I said this was crazy. You agreed.

The tears glisten of memories that could have been, as silent wishes are made of imaginary sunsets and cozy fires. Promises turned upside down as the minutes pass, where five was six and six was never as hearts turned cold to the distant warmth. Biting words stung, of which not even interwoven chords could fix. But underneath this bitter mistake, I still hear a melody.

Through test of time and patience we grew weary, as the spark that was once strong lay buried in the ashes of the past. Emotions rose where logic failed, leaving behind angry distress calls plastered onto the walls of our minds like graffiti. Time grew shorter as we grew busier, hoping that miracles do occur, but disappointment became the more the reliable friend.

No more.

An idea had grounded deep inside my heart proving that it can make wrongs right. With both eyes closed, I listen to you as I get comfortable in your shoes, realizing our necessities for a good future. As I struggle to remove this bullet I gaze upon the barrel of the gun, knowing its slinger will fire again. And this time there will be no pain, for these bullets were never meant to hurt.

Though they would kill if not for love."