If I reached.

I just realized I'll never have you.

You only want what you can't have.

Not what has surrendered itself to you.

If I reached for you, you would hold me under drowning me.

Because you think me weak for surrendering so easy.

I'm not going to beg.

I'm going to walk away.

Leaving you to realize that you have created your own Storms.

You'll look for me.

Then we'll see who ignores who. 

Reviews

[Relic]

Great poem, great picture. Women are a complicated breed and sometimes cruel and impossible to figure out. I don't try anymore. :)

[Randall]

Tim, you're so correct, they are what they are. All you can do is sit back and enjoy them, and hope they don't poke your eyes out.

Randall...

P.S. Thank you for the review.

[Chris]

Now THAT is righteous anger to a "T".

[Randall]

Thank you, Chris. Surrender, Anger, you're not going to walk on me, you're going to regret it.