20/F/California Poetry is more than words on a page, it's something that keeps you going. And a true poet is one who does not choose to write, but rather one with so many thoughts in their mind out words rolling around in their veins that they have to write. 24 followers / 12.6k words
I couldn't tell you how long you were gone or even why you decided to leave, but I can say with certainty that even the shadows started asking where you went. The walls wouldn't talk about you but they started whispering all your songs as Sleep settled in. And even though I couldn't give you definitive time frames all of us know without any doubts that you have been gone longer than the universe existed without planets and longer than dinosaurs have been extinct.
We know because your ghost moved in to the study when the walls turned to glass and the waves became nothing more than the memories of a memory.
Oh ***, I couldn't tell you how long it's been since you left, but haven't you been gone more than long enough?
I'm not sure if you've noticed it or not, but this feeling you are feeling, it's called being in love. you know because going even a day without their perfect smile is too long and everything about them appeals to you in a way it never has before.
Don't worry, you're in love if your heart dances to a different beat when they say those words and if your soul giggles when they are beside you, you really know you're in love then. I'm not sure if you noticed it or not, but this feeling you're feeling right now is what they call being in love.
Darling, listen to me please, I've only got one week left to make a difference in this old town. To pick a name to be remembered by and do something worth remembering at all. But I want you to know you've already got a home in this broken, bleeding heart of mine, a home completely unlike anything else anyone could possible have. You look like you are about to cry Darling.
Darling, listen to me please, this is not the end, there's no reason to cry.