Stephen Cahill Furlong (23 August 1992 / Holles Street, Dublin, Republic of Ireland)
For months, I was optimistic
That you and I would actually make it.
I discovered an excellent opportunity when we met
And my heart demanded that I take it.
We expressed our love for one another,
Even though we were so far away.
You showed more trust in me than any other,
Trust that I’d always keep you safe and okay.
You reminded me of roses,
You blew me away like a dandelion.
I somehow saw a future with you, my angel,
With absolutely no boundary line.
On the phone, your voice soothed me,
Made me cry every time you sounded sad.
I’m a grown man yet I cried back to you,
Knowing I’d made you happier than your ex, Brad.
I so anticipated when we’d meet face-to-face,
Where I could hold you and finally kiss you.
But now you will no longer allow any of that
Because I said something shameful as I am a fool.
You were the best thing to ever happen to me,
But typically I had to ruin everything.
I had and lost a love I’ll never feel again.
My life feels wasted without you, like it was nothing.
I don’t deserve your forgiveness in any way.
I lie alone on my bed hearing myself wail.
You made me feel like a king but you were my crown,
But for the last time, I’ve let you down. I failed.
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