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here i am.
i had been there
but now i've stepped back
and am observing the scene
as an innocent bystander
with no connection to either
of the persons standing before me
wrapped in each other's embrace.
through my detached gaze
i notice the moment of impact
the instant the world stilled.
her heart stopped fluttering
and her breathing calmed
her mind was quiet
and her soul was at rest.
and in that blink of an eye,
the second that ended much too quickly,
she was safe,
she was home,
and she was loved.
"i'm sorry...
... i didn't know who else to call...
... don't leave..."
i heard him whisper
choking back the tears
while i laid there
.paralyzed.
unable to form the words he needed
unable to breathe.
i heard a stuttering breath
sharply in
raggedly out
"...please..."
i finally spoke my words
my ears listened to his.
but only heard the
.crushing.sadness.
the only side of him
that i never knew
spilled out before me
like blood from a victim of a nightmare
now i'm stained
forever by his tears
and the sound
i'll never be able to rid
from my ears.
i tell them i know just what i'm doing
i've got the situation under control
i won't fall
or well...
fall too hard.
now here i am
confessing my love to you
thinking it's going to save you
that i'm going to save you
but no.
you leave me all alone
crying in my bed
telling me how you're so broken
that she broke your heart
and expecting me to
somehow become a hero
and put a smile on your face
while i lay here pretending
you're not under my skin
breaking my heart
crushing me.
but, yea, you've got me
wrapped around your beautiful little finger.
i'll always be right here
your best friend
your hero
who means everything and nothing to you
and i'll keep loving you
as i've always done
telling them all i know just what i'm doing
i've got the situation under control
i won't fall
or well...
fall too hard.
there are no numbers
to accurately describe
the infinite amount of times
that i have dreamed
about feeling like
a million dollars
if, only if,
i was ever allowed
to walk down the street
holding your hand
once again.
it's simply a penny
a 1996 penny
with Lincoln's face
etched into it.
just a penny
worth one cent
like all the rest.
but that little penny
that little
insignificant
copper
penny,
is the luckiest
coin on
EARTH.
he was out in the rain
on the field
under the lights.
i was in the stands
watching with tears in
my eyes
and a smile
on my face
because i just knew
after he had caught the ball,
hit the ground,
ran back to the sidelines,
and highfived his teammates,
he smiled
and thought about
me.
wanna know something?
they all think i'm okay.
a smile and a nod is all
the convincing they need.
they can't see
that i'm broken
and that it's all falling apart
and i don't even have
the strength or care anymore
to catch everything
before it breaks
all because
no one
tried to catch me
before i hit
the ground
and
shattered
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