I died a little when Burke left Cristina at the alter

Jul 04, 2008 20:49

Okay so never really posted my own fanfic. But w/e. give me feed back please. It’s just some poem I made up the other day. So here it goes..........(doesn't have a title yet I’ll make one up for now)

Cristina POV

Damaged

I wish I could just fall asleep
I wish I could breakdown into a heap
Why'd you leave after I told you I was ready?
I was there for you I was steady
I heard about your amazing vows you never got to say
Why'd you do it? Why the hell did you walk away?
I placated your mother just for you
I tried to take away all your pain too
It hurts so damn badly deep inside
This is the 37th time because of you I cried
I let you in, after you broke down my walls
Why can't you just return my damn phone calls?
Burke did you ever really love me?
Why couldn't you just let things be?
The only thing I wanted was you in life
I was going to be happy as your wife
I let you win the stupid silence game
It's because I hurt you, I was full of shame
You should have come back to the apartment that night
I shouldn't have let you go without putting up a fight
I'm just so tired I don't want to live without you anymore
More than anything I wish you'd come walking through the front door
I wanted to have your babies
You destroyed my dreams of hopeful maybes
I knew you were gone when I couldn't find your trumpet or CD's
Please come back home just use your keys
After everything we've been through, we were partners in crime
The last time we kissed I did know it would be the last time
Without you I feel so sad and lonely
Burke we are fate you're my one and only
It's at least 127 times I called your mom and dad
Your parents must think I'm stark craving mad
If you come back I'll try not to swear and yell
You don't know what it's like alone, it's worse than hell
I'd forgive you if you could just please come home
Without you I have the incurable heart broken syndrome
Burke, my once in a live time love, only you can take away my hurt and pain
As I stand here in our apartment taking a stroll down memory lane
Together we formed the art of teamwork
Please come home, please for me, Burke.

That’s the end. I don't know if it's any good. I just thought I'd post it. Please write feedback good or bad, or if you have any suggestions of ways to make my poem thing better let me know.

cristina/burke

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