Getting Over You

Getting Over You

A Poem by Beverly Jane

There's no getting over you..


Don’t keep acting this way, don’t keep ignoring me. Stop acting like I don’t exist. Stop acting like this is over. This isn’t over, I don’t want him. I want you. This is hell that you can’t even tell. You don’t even know, you don’t even understand. I keep crying your name, but things will never be the same. I’m the blame, for even knowing your name. I can’t play this game; I wish I could forget your name. This pain is taking control, to never let go. You still don’t even know. I’m crying, I’m trying, and I’m dying. Now I can tell; there’s no getting over you. You the person who made me happy; when no one else could. I can barely stand, my knees buckle under me. I can’t be strong, this is all wrong. I was so young, I should have known. Now I just stand alone. No one is to ever know. I just want to go home, leave this alone. There’s no going back now, no changing the past. The past hurts, even when you forget. I wish to forget, but maybe then I’ll just hurt more. I want to stop feeling, be numbed of this horrible pain. I’m going insane. What’s my name? Is this a game? Surely, I’ve just lost. This game is lost, no winning this one. I have to wait for the next one, now that I think about it I don’t really want to play anymore. I just know; there’s no getting over you. There’s no starting new, or letting go because only you know that I’m no longer home. No longer strong, I won’t make it through this no matter how much everybody says I will. Love is a dangerous game, until death. Life or death, I will always be dedicated. Until my last breath, in my heart lays a nest. My heart beat, is fading as your image fades from my memory. Until death, ‘til my last breath, ‘til I can rest, ‘til this is over. I will love you, ‘til the end. My heart will never mend. I bend backwards to get you to understand, this is the end. My last breath is to come, I will go home. I will go numb. This pain will stop, my heart will halt.  No more games, no more tests. I will lay to rest. I tried my best, never to rest. Now I rest, let you go, my heart halts. Here I go, goodbye. There’s no getting over you.  

© 2013 Beverly Jane

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Added on March 22, 2013
Last Updated on March 22, 2013
Tags: Pain


Beverly Jane
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