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 Aug 2018 His Gweniverre
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The years add up
But you never truly forget  
Just cover it up
with leaves, some brush
an old sheet or blanket
A drive
a new route around
Sometimes an old box in a closet
or under a bed work fine
to hide the time

until the winds of seasons change
bare it all again

..and there's never any tissues around
 Jul 2018 His Gweniverre
Myrrdin
Dripping honey
On my teeth
So I speak sweetly
You lap it up
Then shove
Salt down my throat
When you kiss
Me goodbye.
I tried to forget you once
I had been without you for  longer than I had been with you
and it just felt like it was time to rid myself of you

I spent  my time saying "I won't think about him."
If people ask me about him, I will simply say:
I no longer hear from you.

When people tell me that you're going to be somewhere
I'll just not attend, and say something came up.
My food after I was asked how you were.
You, in my head when I drive by ...
Oh, God, that- that smile
Look at her
Those teeth, the way the left side of her lip curls up first.
Lord, her smile, it shows so much.
This little girl trying
Trying to break free.
Jesus, that smile, it just glows every time I see her
So why, in pictures, do I not see her?
Oh- God... that beautiful impeccable smile.
The one that lit up my day, my world.
The one that made my heart warm.
The one that stoped tears and made babies laugh.
That could bring pride to her mother's eyes and fear into her father's
That smile--
Is gone, and so is she.
A piece I wrote at work. My coworkers found it.
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