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  Mar 2017 kaleigh michelle
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i grew up in a house full on constant noise
9 am conversations over breakfast
noon games in the living room
the kids playing in the afternoon
loud dinners with more talking than eating
movie nights with added commentary
bed time giggles
sisters talking through their sleep
there was never a quiet moment growing up, no alone time, but there was so much peace
maybe now i can't spend afternoons alone in my apartment because those days don't feel like anywhere is home
i'd rather be with anyone, hearing any noise possible at any time of the day
than to spend moments in pure silence
kaleigh michelle Jan 2017
Maybe one day, in ten years from now, we'll accidentally meet at a coffee shop downtown in the city we both love and we'll talk about our lives and the weather and fill each other in on the missing years. And maybe we'll laugh and talk about the past, and I'll pretend it doesn't still sting to hear your voice. And maybe, just maybe, we'll meet again 10 years after that and I'll have finally erased the memory of you off my lips.
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