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Jul 2013
You continue making these appearances in my dreams,
And it hurts so incredibly.
I am constantly reminded of how much I adored you,
Of how lovely your smile was,
And how much fun we had.
I awake in sadness,
Because I know that those things are not mine to call anymore.
These dreams are like little knives,
That inch their way closer to my heart,
Threatening to burst it.
I could try to fool myself and say that seeing you
In these dreams
Does not affect me,
But every time I wake,
My heart seems to struggle keeping a beat,
And my mind is masked in a fog of misery.
There is no way to vanquish you from my dreams,
So there you will stay,
Taunting me with my past,
Our past,
Reminding me that I can’t let you go.
Written by
Hilary Thorpe
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