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Megan Oliver Dec 2020
The beach was still and silent.

Even the birds had found new playgrounds this winter,

A desert landscape with only our footprints to bear,

And yours were heavier than mine.


We ran and ran and felt like we got nowhere.

Couldn't dent that stretch of land no matter how hard we tried,

I lied and told you I hadn't been there before,

Lying to you never felt right.


And when the new sand blew,

It covered up our sins white lies and false apologies.

A clean slate and those things didn't matter anymore,

It was the most beautiful thing I ever saw.
Megan Oliver Dec 2020
When I say I miss him, I'm not saying there is something missing with us.
This isn't the scramble for the final piece of the puzzle we're determined to finish on Christmas day,
Every part of you is perfect for me in every single way,
I just miss my friend who I would spend every day, with.

And when I say I still love him, I'm not saying I'm in love with him.
If I was in love with him I probably wouldn't have left him because that would have been an odd thing to do.
I just loved the man and really still do,
In the same way I love my friends and family too.

And when I say I want to see him still, I don't mean every day.
I understand that isn't realistic and would probably take the **** a bit,
But I'd just like to sit, have a coffee,
With the man I use to love.

— The End —