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Stephanie Rice Feb 2013
I never said I'd wait forever
So then how did you know?
Know that you could leave, could vanish
And come back to still find me here
Years later in the same spot you left me in
My life had become one miserable scene
Of a world without you
And just like that you come back to flip the script
I never loved you because I needed you.
I needed you because I loved you.
You're who taught me how to breathe
Please don't steal my air again.
Stephanie Rice Feb 2013
You were a whirlwind of moments
A tornado that swept in and left
Faster than all the destruction behind could ever prove
Quicker than I could ever stop
There was no chance in outrunning you
You reached the finish line
Before I could even find the track
You don't know though, and that's a shame
You'll always be my favorite disaster
Stephanie Rice Feb 2013
I thought you would miss me
That the sound of my voice
Would be haunting you for a listen.
I thought you'd wanna see me
That every second without me
Would feel like a world without color
I thought you would cry, maybe just a little but
Your eyes still sparkled, the way they always did
Yet I thought you would miss me.
I thought you'd still love me
But the truth is you never did
I was a pick me up in the whirlwind
That is your life
Just a pretty face with prettier words
That could love you enough for you
To pretend to love yourself
Stephanie Rice Jan 2013
You were my morning coffee
What woke me up every day.
You were my watched sunset
The underlying beauty in a giant ball of fire.
You were my front door
Hard to break into, but easy to find
The one that led me home.
You were my pair of gloves
The only ones that ever fit my hands.
You were my favorite song
Memorized down to the final chord.
You were my morning coffee.
But I don't touch the stuff anymore.
Stephanie Rice Jan 2013
Why do we think the first time's enough
To know who's not or is worth to love
We jump in blindfolded, left wide open
Unaware of the lies in promises spoken
Soulmate; what a beautiful disguise
A bitter, unattainable void it hides
Who appears to be what puts you together
The first love you'll remember forever
Will rip you apart quicker than it begun
Cause the one you thought would be the one
Was just the first, was just a setter
For all the others who'll help you forget her
Stephanie Rice Jan 2013
Did you cry at all?
Writing that goodbye letter.
Did a single tear fall from your stone cold eyes?
As you signed it ever so casually
Like this was some kind of business transaction.
Scribbled on the back of an old receipt
Was that all you could find?
Or did you think that was all it was worth?
Your last words, the last thing we’d ever get from you.
The last piece we’d ever have of you.
And you couldn’t even give us a real sheet of paper?

The tape of that day never seems to run out of film
Like a scratched record that can’t seem to move to the next verse
The questions are stuck on replay in my mind

Did it hurt?
As your face finally met that concrete finish line
Did you feel it like we felt it?
A suckering black hole absorbing everything we had left in our lives.
Our whole world shattered like glass thrown to the pavement
Like a punch to the gut over and over and over.
Crouched in a permanent position of defeat
Did you feel any of that?
Or was that just reserved for us?

Well of course it was.
While you found yourself a dead end
We seem to have fallen into a patch of quicksand
A constant pull, further and further down
Tugging at the very core of our souls
Until we can no longer breathe. Or feel. Or think.
Nothing left for us except a sharp bitter filled wound
That time or words would never be able to resuscitate

And all I can hear is that man on the street.
You know, the one who found you there.
Motionless.
‘Don’t worry’, he said. “He didn’t feel a thing”
“It was quick, it was painless.”

But I guess that all depends on who you ask now, doesn’t it?

— The End —