Rain falling as if it was in slow motion
Hitting my pale skin
I stop, and look at the clouds
Dark and mysterious
Just like his eyes
The eyes that always looked at me
never through
The eyes that watched me
The eyes I loved
and learned to watch
The eyes that were closed for all of eternity now
I longingly stared at the eye lids I would never
watch flutter open in the morning,
or ever again
I finally broke my stare and let my eyes
drift to his lips
Remembering how they felt against mine,
how they felt on my skin
I bent down and kissed his forehead letting
a single tear roll down cheek
I watched as it hit his face
I took my thumb and wiped it away as he had done
so many times for me.
Smudging the make-up that the Embalmer
undoubtedly spent hours on
making him look like he wasn't dead
I stared at his face taking it all in for
one last time
I broke my stare once again,
letting my eyes wonder down his chest
and landing on his hands.
Wishing that I could hold his hand one more time
The way his fingers laced between mine.
When I fell, his strong hands were always there to pick me back up.
His fingers forever locked together at his waist
As I stared into the casket for the last time...
I let it all go
He was gone, no need to pretend that I was O.K
for the first time in my life I had a reason that everyone
understood, to just cry
He found me, fixed me
Made me a better person
He just had to leave me
I vowed to find him
and I did
that night that he was laid to rest
forever
six feet under
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 8:25 PM UTC
Rain falling as if it was in slow motion
Hitting my pale skin
I stop, and look at the clouds
Dark and mysterious
Just like his eyes
The eyes that always looked at me
never through
The eyes that watched me
The eyes I loved
and learned to watch
The eyes that were closed for all of eternity now
I longingly stared at the eye lids I would never
watch flutter open in the morning,
or ever again
I finally broke my stare and let my eyes
drift to his lips
Remembering how they felt against mine,
how they felt on my skin
I bent down and kissed his forehead letting
a single tear roll down cheek
I watched as it hit his face
I took my thumb and wiped it away as he had done
so many times for me.
Smudging the make-up that the Embalmer
undoubtedly spent hours on
making him look like he wasn't dead
I stared at his face taking it all in for
one last time
I broke my stare once again,
letting my eyes wonder down his chest
and landing on his hands.
Wishing that I could hold his hand one more time
The way his fingers laced between mine.
When I fell, his strong hands were always there to pick me back up.
His fingers forever locked together at his waist
As I stared into the casket for the last time...
I let it all go
He was gone, no need to pretend that I was O.K
for the first time in my life I had a reason that everyone
understood, to just cry
He found me, fixed me
Made me a better person
He just had to leave me
I vowed to find him
and I did
that night that he was laid to rest
forever
six feet under
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