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Bed
You're not even at my door
and still
I've made a bed for you
Ordinary people find each other.
For extraordinary people, it’s much harder.
Thanks Mom. I needed it.
And no one saw her hurting
They saw glimmering reflections of themselves
Off the broken shards that she was made up of
I think I need to work on my
Enunciation
Because every time I say
“I Love You”
It seems to come out as
“Good Bye”
I was trying to teach you how to feel again,
But you just taught me how to be numb.
It’s my fault
I shouldn’t have found meaning in anything
I shouldn’t have believed any of your words that could implant hope
I shouldn’t have thought that you driving two hours to pick me up meant anything
I shouldn’t have seen any significance in your kiss
I shouldn’t have believed that sleeping together meant something
I shouldn’t have thought that you holding my hand meant anything
I shouldn’t have thought your telling me a happy ending to a story similar to ours meant love.
I shouldn’t have hoped that you would defy the world around us
I shouldn’t have trusted your words that said I was the only one you wanted to see
I shouldn’t have believed your honest eyes
I shouldn’t have thought you meant it when you said you missed me
I shouldn’t have been surprised when you ignored me
I shouldn’t have done any of these things
And I knew better
But it doesn’t change that my heart is breaking worthy of the Richter scale
And I shouldn’t let my world crumble before me, but
This feels like a force of nature under which I will be crushed.
Up at 2 AM
After hours of a sleep with no rest
Because even in my dreams
I can hear the absence of you
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