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Nov 2014
When it is beyond the point of life would be the same.
When it is
What
Would
Life
Be
Without
You.
I used to go on
As if nothing happened.
As if your fingerprints faded in seconds
As if your footsteps were covered in snow
As if a tree fell in the middle of the forest but no one was there to hear it
So I guess it didn’t really happen
It didn’t really happen
Didn’t really happen
Really happen
Happen.
Because I felt no different
Because I showed no difference

Because it was like some dreams you don’t share
Just like some secrets you don’t share.

Now it is ingrained.
Still nobody notices
But I notice.
I notice how you occupy so many more thoughts.
I notice how I want you more then not.
I notice how I smile because of something you said.
Because more then once I’ve almost blurted your name.
I notice how its not so much I would like you when Im sad

Its I need you.

Whats wrong
Some one slap some sense in to me

Is this what being an Alcoholic feels like?
Because I think I understand this guilty pleasure thing

So now Im begging you baby

Please

Don’t break my heart.
Because I think Ive let go too long
Its beyond coming back
And if there is a way

I have no map.
EAHutch
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EAHutch
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