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Feb 2016
No matter how hard I try
I will never be able to express my feelings and gratitude
I have for you
You left a mark the size of a teardrop
hidden within my one-of-a-kind mind
I can't describe what its purpose is
but it has the tendency to relinquish the aura of you
at the times I need it the most
and I could sit here
and write words a pound words trying to unravel this phenomenon
but instead
I found out the best types of feelings are the ones
you can't understand
regardless of how hard you try
I miss you.
and I know we whispered it before behind closed doors
but I try to ease this repetitive beat
that won' let up but only increase in hunger every time
the image of your smile
creeps into my thoughts...Yet I can't make it stop
It's the nostalgia numbness you get that
radiated throughout your whole body when
death dares you to loosen your grip from your fingertips
The waking up from a dream and being disappointed
that you can't steal the part that you feel is a representation
of your destiny with you.
It's going on a trip and forgetting you camera
your only option is to be stuck capturing moments
in you mind
but will never be able to conceal them on the wall
yes we can carry on but every once in a while
you know something is missing
but you can't quite put your finger on it.
You were more than just a listening ear
I could turn to
You provided me a safe reassurance that I'm not alone
and you accepted every aspect of me
every little flaw, mistake, and accomplishment
and I'm sorry you had to be the right person
at the wrong time.
But this isn't about wanting you back
it's an emotional bond I never had
with anyone else
and I'm glad I found someone
I could share it with
Kate
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Kate  USA
(USA)   
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   stΓ©phane noir
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