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Oct 2016
there was a bit of rain last night
i hope you get to smell the residue
i felt our life
in every droplet

driving down the highway
hoping my phone would ting with your notification
telling me
"please get off at the nearest exit and
start heading my way"

i do not want to spend another moment
on this planet that i hold in hand
without you here with me
without the crutche-s of our love
i'm not sure i can stand

every waking moment
i grasp the feelings of erosion
erupting from within my heart's
decimation

i disintegrate

i/d slice my bones in two
just so one of my body, can be your crutch
something you can cling to
when you need a love

i am sleeping on floors
creaking with words i do not know
and i should have my own by now
we should have our home

somewhere we can call our own
sleep at night, and hold ourselves close
to the love we used to know

somewhere we can call our own
sleep at night, and hold ourselves close
to the love you used to know

somewhere we can call our own
sleep at night, and hold ourselves close
to the love i never did
let go of

somewhere we can call our own
sleep at night, and hold ourselves close
to the love we need to hold
forevermore.
Written by
itsmeus
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