Deja Vu

 

He was the shy boy across the street

She’s wasn’t exactly the girl next door

His parents tried to warn him away

He knew he’d never felt this way before

 

Lying together in bed for hours on end

Sharing their feelings and life stories

Discussing their dreams, desires and sins

Their bodies fitting  perfectly exploring their glories

 

They got their own place

As soul mates started their lives

It all seemed so right

Till they began burying  knives

[in each other’s backs]

 

Deja Vu  . . . They’ve been here before

Deja Vu   . . . The view seems so clear

Deja Vu   . . . They know the score

Deja Vu   . . . Love fights the fear

 

They grew up together

They endured and grew through the pains

The world was their oyster

Till they noticed the stains

 

Decades had passed, fine lines evident

Yet they still looked the same, in each other’s eyes

But they were neglectful, holding grudges

And soon learned what complacency buys

 

Deja Vu  . . . They’ve been here before

Deja Vu   . . . The view seems so clear

Deja Vu   . . . They know the score

Deja Vu   . . . Love fights the fear

 

Soon the contempt crept in

Causing cracks in their bond

They tried several times to go it alone

But the love and desire just wasn’t gone

 

As time marched on, he knew he’d  misjudged missing her

Even apart, they shared each other’s bodies and bed

But then after he’d leave, often wishing he’d stayed

This just fucked with her heart and her head

[and it hurt]

 

Deja Vu  . . . They’ve been here before

Deja Vu   . . . The view seems so clear

Deja Vu   . . . They know the score

Deja Vu   . . . Love fights the fear

 

They got back together, though he took his time

Many promises made, she meant them this time

Boundaries were set, expectations revealed

This time it would work – tough times were behind

 

Life continued to challenge them in ways never expected

They tried to stay strong as confidence and faith wavered

Expectations forgotten, many promises broken

Though they’re holding on, praying love remains savored

 

Deja Vu  . . . They’ve been here before

Deja Vu   . . . The view seems so clear

Deja Vu   . . . They know the score

Deja Vu   . . . Love fights the fear

©2014

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2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. bhumimotwani95
    Mar 18, 2014 @ 22:09:21

    This is a really interesting way of writing 🙂

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    • ~ Sadie ~
      Mar 18, 2014 @ 23:12:19

      Hi bhumimotwani95 – thanks for reading & commenting!! Not sure exactly what you meant, but will consider it a compliment. I write for a living – but this is for me, and I will admit, I follow no set standards and am a dedicated rule breaker 😉 I hope you keep reading!!

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