So She Still Hurts Me...

So she still hurts me,

While she hurts me still,

Her eyes so wild, so pure,

I am in love, I am sure.

But she cares not much,

For these eyes of mine,

Who sought that love divine,

A word I shall not touch.

So she still hurts me,

While she hurts me still,

Her lips that say oh ho,

Why her I chose, I still don’t know,

My lips,

Oh, do they still exist?

Who knows about this?

They hide that forgotten tryst.

So she still hurts me,

While she hurts me still,

Her hair that shine and bounce,

They just kill me ounce by ounce.

 My hair,

They don’t feel the fingers run,

I miss the way she stirred,

My hair into curls.

So she still hurts me,

While she hurts me still,

Her heart that takes full pride,

In doing what seems right.

Look at me, my heart,

A coward I have become,

Just once I was rejected,

Now turned into a dusty item.

So she still hurts me,

While she hurts me still,

Her voice so sweet, so beautiful,

Symphony from the harp of an angel.

And my throat that takes no rest,

From the crying that I do,

Ever since she bid adieu,

My love put me to test.

So she still hurts me,

While she hurts me still,

And again she hurt me,

For the last time, let it be.

I was covered in blood,

And in front of me she stood,

She was in tears,

I just couldn’t have understood.

Why do you shed tears for me now?

When you love me no more,

Her eyes just spoke somehow,

Time was needed a lot more.

That’s when she hurt me again,

She didn’t tell me before at all,

But she did tell me then,

She would love me till she would fall.

So at my last breath I whispered,

I love you, and it hurt her,

Only if my destiny could be tampered,

To tell her how much I loved her.

I closed my eyes,

To never open them again,

But look at the play of destiny,

I don’t know how I woke up, don't know when.

I saw her across the room,

Sleeping with love’s discomfort,

I stared at her as people filled the room,

I knew she was hurt.

She woke up when she heard their murmurs,

And saw me looking at her side,

Our eyes demanded answer,

But we left differences aside.

She sprang through my kin,

And into my arms,

Though her love pained on my skin,

It gave comfort deep within.

When she would still hurt me,

While she would hurt me still,

We are now back together,

Our Love. A fresh beginning.

The 1st April Guy