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Jun 2014
The calm after the storm
Is an unsettling silence
The quiet that falls into the space
where apologies should be found
But instead we decide
Were both too proud
Too stuck in our ways
To say it out loud
To tell you how I need you
When my eyes meet yours for an instant
Yet I look away
Afraid of the monster im harboring
Trying to keep at bay
The disfigured soul
Behind the mask
Guarded and mutilated
trying to staple shut
Lacerations of yesteryears
That still bleed into today
To steal the feeling of sunshine on my face
Voices that tell me
Its not ok. Look in the mirror. Arent you ashamed? Ashamed of all the things you could never say
In the spaces where your fear
always got in the way of Everything
Always an excuse
Now you get to watch him
Walk away
As you count his strides
Cause you could never just confide
How much you needed his warm embrace
Now its all unfinished business
How his hand once whispered
Across your cheek
Now his footsteps echo into the empty street
Which will slip into the sands of time
Washed away like tears in the rain, dry your eyes
realize
cant relive it, cant rewind, cant take back what was uttered in the spaces where apologies should have resided.
The years go by
And you will still remember
How he didnt even check his shoulder
on the day that his footsteps just kept getting further
& there's no one you can blame
... you let him walk away.
Lola Lucille
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Lola Lucille
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