Monday, November 26, 2007
The End
I cast you as the star role,
In the play I called My Life,
But you chose to be merely,
Just another one of the,
Backstage Crew.
I composed for you the chorus,
In the soundtrack of My Memories,
But you chose the note that sounded,
Only after the song was,
Through.
I gave you the largest place,
I could find in My Heart,
Yet you chose only to dwell,
In the corner meant for,
'Just a Friend'.
I wrote you a chapter,
In the book of My Story,
But you chose the epilogue,
The part that comes after,
The End.
The star role of My Life,
Now belongs to another.
While you stand behind the curtains,
To hear the applause and watch,
The Encore.
The chorus I've composed,
In My Memories is now his.
So hear the song and realise,
The last note doesn't sound,
Anymore.
The largest place in My Heart,
Is an offer I no longer extend.
It's occupied now by someone else,
So keep that corner, because,
You're 'Just a Friend'.
The chapters, the prologue and,
Even the epilogue of My Story,
I've given them all to him.
For you, I leave the words:
The End.
*Author's note: This was inspired by the words my senior wrote about the boy she liked who never returned her feelings. She wrote, "I gave you the star role in my life, but you chose to be merely the chorus." The second part speaks of my wish for her to move on.
Monday, February 11, 2008
accidentally, found this, written in another blog of my junior...life, is, so, full, of, surprises, i, am, really, touched.