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Brooke Davis Feb 7
I would have crossed galaxies for you,
we could have exsisted in our own universe.

But you threw my love into the abyss and

snap

erased my memory.

What did it cost?
Brooke Davis Sep 2018
Laying *****
In an empty tub,
bottle of cheap bub,
writing ****** poems.
Brooke Davis Aug 2018
Why do I always pine
after that which is not mine?
Brooke Davis Apr 2018
I dream of your phantom at night,
spectres with empty promises
that tempt me all the same
and im reunited with my childhood daze.

I give in to the visceral wanting,
to your sweet shadowy haunting.
I am reminded of what I feel still,
old skeletons in the closet.

Cobwebs try to blur your memory,
but no matter how many times I attempt to banish these old demons,
I am still left with the ghost of you wandering my mind.
Brooke Davis Apr 2018
I am too complicated,
to be placated by a simple life,
I crave a new adventure,
only if for a night.
Brooke Davis Apr 2018
It was hard hearing
you admit that you
would never love me
all those years
ago.

It's years later and
It's even harder admiting
that I still wish you
could have said
you would try.
Brooke Davis Sep 2017
Just how did she know that you were back in town?

and how did she know to call you when she was down?

Why were you with her, when you should have been with me?

•••••

Its cold when your lying alone in bed at 10 pm
wishing he were there.

And even chillier when you find out

later

that he was with his ex the same night.

•••••

There are ice shards stabbing my fingertips,
when I touch his side of the bed.

I just roll over,
release a shiver

and pull the covers
to my chin,

as my eyelids freeze shut
and my breath crystalizes
as I settle into
our empty nest.
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