Final Hour

It’s 2:33 am…

I Can’t Make You Love Me covered by Amy Faden & Todd Pritch is on repeat.

A million or more memories run through my head.

The hurt starts to creep up on me,

Like it always does when you come to mind.

This feeling has become so familiar to me,

And sometimes I wish it’d leave me alone.

It’s really unfortunate that you can love someone so much,

But it can go to complete waste.

However, odd enough,

I crave this well-known feeling.

Sometimes I can feel you,

Even though it’s not for very long.

The touch of your finger tips,

The passion in your lips,

The love in your eyes,

The hope in your words,

I can feel it all so vividly.

You once told me some people are meant to fall in love with each other,

But not meant to be together.

I never really understood this,

Because why the hell would you want to feel so much for someone you can’t be with?

But I finally understand.

You can meet a million people,

And they won’t have any impact on you.

Or you can meet one person,

And they change your entire life.

Maybe in the way you look at things,

Or how you don’t look at things anymore.

Either way,

They’ve shaped you into who you are today. 

They've helped prepare you for the journey ahead.

Some days are harder than others,

And I find myself wishing I never met you.

But most of the time I’m thankful,

To have loved someone like you.

‘Cause eventually the pain will subside,

And the love will dissipate.

& I will be patiently waiting for this day.

xx, kenz

Words Lost In The Dark

We hold on to words. Words that make up promises, plans, or what not. 
What's sad is more times than not these words eventually become meaningless. 
Or maybe, change is to blame for every empty promise.
Feelings change so plans change; before you know it everything you believed to be true, isn't.
Everything you once fought for doesn't wish to be fought for anymore,
And you end up holding on to these damn words someone once told you, months or maybe years ago, that mean nothing now. 
It's a fucked up concept, 
Because, honestly, we usually know we are holding on to nothing.
But we foolishly hold on anyway, because we are too damn scared to let go of everything we once wanted. 

Maybe, just maybe, 
They did love us once,
And they did care for us once.
Their promises weren't empty then,
And their words weren't meaningless then.
But change forces people to let go and move on,
Because usually, there's something else waiting for us.
And we are the stupid ones fighting the inevitable, 
Holding on to the past,
Hoping for these empty words to find meaning,
When maybe the best thing that will ever happen to us is right around the corner. 

As for me, I'm still working on letting go of all words these lost in the dark..

xx, kenz