I see your eyes, I'm looking front with a heart that aches.
I'm still and the mirror breaks
my hand on beat with my chest just on cue
counting all the rhythms composing of you
a piece of my eye slowly drips from my cheek
is this it, am I at my peak?
you built a person but you left so soon
why?
couldn't have you stayed until noon?
I run, I run so fast chasing your trail
I pant till my breath turn pail
but I waited till the next you came
but to no avail, you did it again
and again
and again
I was hopeful when you came back from where you hid
until the last when you never again did
with the promises that you still held untrue
now I'm waiting for a day a mirror doesn't remind me of you.
Jan 6, 2020
Jan 6, 2020 at 9:49 AM UTC
I see your eyes, I'm looking front with a heart that aches.
I'm still and the mirror breaks
my hand on beat with my chest just on cue
counting all the rhythms composing of you
a piece of my eye slowly drips from my cheek
is this it, am I at my peak?
you built a person but you left so soon
why?
couldn't have you stayed until noon?
I run, I run so fast chasing your trail
I pant till my breath turn pail
but I waited till the next you came
but to no avail, you did it again
and again
and again
I was hopeful when you came back from where you hid
until the last when you never again did
with the promises that you still held untrue
now I'm waiting for a day a mirror doesn't remind me of you.
This poem is as is how you see it but this one is very personal to me and i don't know if it's obvious who it's for.