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Sep 2014
I don't know what I was thinking as I screamed his name when I knew he was always one to whisper. His eyes lit up depressions, and his touch could cure a soul of any sickness. I don't know what I was thinking when I thought you could fix me. You swam oceans for me and I crossed puddles for you hoping it'd be enough, but I was clearly mistaken. Oh ****, what was I doing to us? I don't know what I was thinking while I counted the pearls on that necklace you bought me. "He loves me, he loves me not, he loves me, he loves me not..." But I shouldn't have let the pearls tell me, I should've believed you when your eyes told me. You eyes told a story, and I should've read them more carefully. I don't know what I was thinking the day I let you slip from my arms so suddenly. You were here, and then you weren't, and I don't expect anyone to forgive me for that. *******, you glowed. You were so ******* marvelous. You were all I had left and now, your soul has departed from your body due to prescriptions that are supposed to help. I knew what I was thinking when I popped a few myself, and planted my body next to you. We were so peaceful, laying there. I invested my life into you, I loved you even on your hollowest days. And today was our emptiest day, today we were followed by our darkest cloud. But, I still love you. And no matter if you wanted it or not, I'm not too far behind you. I'll be dancing with you soon, my love, and I will be there to kiss your bruises like I always did.
tessa salahi
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