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Aug 2014
You're like a conversation that I carry in my head
I can't remember voices, I've forgotten what you said
But just because the words are gone, devoid of any breath
It doesn't mean I've let you go to die a little death

I wanted to make room for both our bodies to be near
They hold the very thoughts that I was certain I could hear
And just before I recognized the face that covered yours
I put a lock inside of me to keep away the ******

But I can see their shadows making shapes beneath my feet
They're pacing 'cross the floor all day and night, they never sleep
I know I told you everything, I hope that you did too
For now that we are separate, remind me *what to do
short term memory loss
Olga Valerevna
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Olga Valerevna  Vladivostok
(Vladivostok)   
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