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May 2013
An echo of the past i’d like to return to

I still love the smell of your perfume despite not being in love with you

I wanted us to be still friends, and that seemed to be all that was

Until a subtle ***** affection pushed you away

Away from the broken shell of a man that is me

You left me for dead and locked the key in a safe

Although my choice was clear, things always turned out different

We stopped hanging out, taking weeks to gather the pieces and talk to each other again

At first you were my soft melody

but then you became a gentle whisper in my once sane head

I feel like I have been mauled by a bear

These thoughts on paper might not be wise, but it fuels me to write what I feel

I’m not going to ruin what we had, maybe it’s time we turned the page

Forget and forgive what happened in the past

And move on like the echo of so many memories

That I can’t seem to forget
Cam Arsenault
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Cam Arsenault  Maine
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