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 Jan 2014 avital
echo
Just Quietly
 Jan 2014 avital
echo
I needed
the strength
of your
silence.

So, thank you.
For Matt
 Jan 2014 avital
brooke
you pull up and give me a
Hug, I press my fingers into
your shoulders and forget to
imprint the feeling. Earlier you
said I should just say things even
if they come out garbled, you asked
"How are you?" but it was more like
How are you? and it sounded a
a whole lot like something more. So
I ask; Do you still love me? and your
answer is broken, but you are hasty
to return, and you? I say yes, no
hesitation and close the door.
All I remember are the two beats
my heart gave, loud and unyielding
the way my chest was tight and I
wanted to ask if you'd kiss me
don't look behind me, I am so
confused as to why i. Why...i.
why I?
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
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This poem was a lot shorter originally.
 Jan 2014 avital
brooke
Swapping emotions
like jenga blocks, setting
them on top, aside for later
I'm good at trading one feeling
for whatever suits me best, makes
me a bit guilty for ignoring the
issue at hand. Unless it's really
gone? I never quite know when
things are really gone.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
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