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Mar 2015
More meaningful then the first
But it will be the one that hurts the worst
The last I love you will be me removing the memory of you from this earth
Burying it six feet deep beneath the dirt
Hopefully masking the pain
The last I love you is a bad dream that haunts me
It's a plague in my brain
I want to be cured from this disease
The first time a way to keep you
Frontal lobe drunk on the thoughts of you
Contemplation was there
The voice in my head
You should say it
Wait no, it's too soon
Plus your going away today
Just say it then walk away
A goodbye in disguise
Saying it the first time is hard enough
Like a frog in my throat I just can't cough up
Gagging on the words
Thick out of my mouth
Like swallowing syrup  
I can see I can no long keep you
The last I love you will be the day I release you
Written by
devante moore  24/M
(24/M)   
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       Jesibell arz, Sydney Ann, B and devante moore
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