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Jun 2012
I thought
"you and i have what she and i lost"
It's not easy
to be sure of what I've got
there is
that sort of
spark
in my chest
not butterflies
but this
this is new...different...
this can take my breath.
It's been far too long and I've been living in my chest
suffocating in blood from the wounds that she left. . .
and for a time i had forgotten you had watched
(buried it more like)
but when i remembered...
that on a day many months ago...you didn't go
when i wanted to
disappear
you held me there...
in your driveway..
almost from third person, i watched my self
break
in YOUR
arms...
you keep telling me i didn't deserve it...
you said it'd be okay

and baby..the irony of that
isn't lost on me today.
Joseph the Dreamer
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Joseph the Dreamer  clarkston ga
(clarkston ga)   
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