HOW YOU LOST THE GIRL

she's crying on her moms
bedroom floor listening to
songs she's never played before,
agony and sweet tears dripping
down her lap and onto the hems
of your long sleeves,
playing old videos of you and her
on her mobile phone only to
remember why she's the one
hurting the most. the eyes choose
what they want to believe
and instead she ended up deceived
but when she's on her knees
laying on her green rug pulling
together pieces of her heart
she wished weren't jagged; broken
can you really blame her blind
optimism for all the things you
made her fall for? the only
remedy to her third degree burns
on her beating heart is the look
in the persons eyes telling her
she's going to be alright and
who she is all she ever needs.
She'll pick up her mobile and say a
few things the both of you might
regret but she's in love with the
way she had once felt. is this the
end of her pain and suffering yet?
letting her light her own dark town
and getting rid of her fears by the
seas.she's got angel wings with
wounds up too her ears all because
you told her your arms were a
safe place too fall. Even if she
we're another chess piece in
your game, if she wasn't really
your checkmate, why let her
become a statued game piece?
when she deserves to be a queen?
but for the first time, she's realized
the feeling she needed the most after
her own downfall was that the lesson
learned was how you lost the girl
and not how the girl lost herself
for the first time she became
love and it was spread within herself
through out her papery angelic wings.