Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jul 2017
I'm the type that will leave you when you least expect it
At midnight, while you're asleep after hours of making love
I'll uncoil myself from your limbs and pretend they aren't yours when I'm leaving
The moon will try to remind me of you on my walk home
How you reflected so much light onto me
No matter the countless times I tried to push you away from me, you always spun back to me like gravity
So I walk the rest of the way to my house looking down at the dim sidewalk
It's easier to act oblivious than to face what's been done
Don't we all know this?
Kira
Written by
Kira  F/Chicago
(F/Chicago)   
  271
   samihah wildwood and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems