Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 4
I was praying for you
not to have a change of heart
but maybe my prayers
were not loud enough to be granted
Nonetheless, I liked it better
when you would always pull my hand
to tuck it on on your coat
and let your warmth
cover the coldness of mine
rather than the attempts of shunning the prospect
of our hands to simply touch
I liked it better
when you would always greet me
with flowers after our petty quarrels
rather than welcoming me
with your unshaven face,
disheveled coat and the reeking of alcohol in you
I liked it better
when you would plan out
our happy ending in a sheet of old tattered paper
with your untidy handwriting
rather than signing the new printed paper
which crumbled the possibility of the life
I've been trying to build with you
Fainche Siobhan
Written by
Fainche Siobhan  Philippines
(Philippines)   
187
       Deanna, Olivia W, Fawn, Sindi Kay and Fainche Siobhan
Please log in to view and add comments on poems