Your
charming
looks
and sleek
personality
cursed my
conscious.
I was so overwhelmed you saw right through me where as I could merely only see the thin outline that contained what was inside of you.
But my outline
was
clear
which made it easier for you.
I could not see into your thoughts like you could mine, nor was your body language easy to read.
Weeks ahead of time I should have noticed what was wrong.
Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 1:46 AM UTC
As tears flows out of my eyes
I remember all the words he had pronounced
All the ugly truths he had pointed out
I remember him standing in front of me
With those eyes that cried for help
But that I was unable to help
I remember him more and more everyday
His voice shaky on the last night of his existence
His hands steady when he pulled the trigger
And his body living without a soul but only memories of living creatures
How much I assumed he was there
But how wrong I was to think he’ll be okay
Now it’s too late.
I’m left with thoughts that shallow my soul and
Memories that make me feel fantastic
-A.G.
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 2:55 PM UTC
It was your touch
Your arms wrapped around my waist,
Our eyes shut
Imagining life away from here;
That was what I missed the most.
I did not want you back into my life,
But only your touch.
I did not know how to fill that empty space
No matter what,
It always came back to your touch.
-A.G.
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 2:28 PM UTC