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Kewayne Wadley Oct 2016
Every song reminds me of you
A specific soundtrack of each time you've made me smile
The times we just laid and talked about nothing
separate lines of the phone
One side of the bed or the floor
Every song reminds me of you
I've listened to other genres only to find that the feeling still resonates
Wondering the what if of any moment
That sudden impact that strikes when the song breaks down
The need to hold on tighter
Wondering that If at any moment you'd actually pick up the phone and call
Pretending to ignore the melody that makes my head nod
The foot taps that echo hearts delight
The comfort of being at ease
My heart being heard through the speakers
Every song reminds me of you
Every chorus a simple reminder of the times shared between you and I
The melody my heart sings only around you
The addiction of throughly repeated songs
Fighting the urge to press the skip button knowing the next song only does the same thing
Bring back that irreplaceable ache that pains only to be near
The you tube of the minds eye, the Google play of the heart
Resonating each and every memory
Each and every time I fell deeper in love with a song that reminded me of you
Trying to replace that feeling of comfort that jolted soon as the song would start
Now days every song reminds me of you
Old new between
A different sample eclipsing times spent with you
Different artists, different melodies
They all remind me of you
Kewayne Wadley Oct 2016
Is this love that I feel
This need to have you near
This sensation that keeps you cradled.

 

The smell of brown sugar and pumpkin spice
Pieces of ourselves given in comfort;
The depth of ourselves inhaled deep
A sheer pleasure indulged stepping outside

 


Discovering a new branch of fear
[Should you leave]
If you ever
In The harsh wind of God's whisper
What of The memories left behind
Cinnamon brown, the wither of leaves soon to crumble
Never to glance back;

 

Turning to God for console
A renewed vision
At untimely end
Falling to what is left
My leaf
My desire
My branch
To pavement cold; bare
Kewayne Wadley Oct 2016
Her heart was like a million tiny rubber bands
Bouncing from one direction to the next
A boomerang effect
Honest in truth
Memorizing the feeling of each echo
The pull and snap of elastic
Too often
She gave pieces of herself
In the end
To be the only one cleaning up
Kewayne Wadley Oct 2016
How clumsy of me;
to sit straight up with attentive ears
The vulnerably of giving what's missed
Mistaken as misplaced.
I liked this clumsy side of me
Lopsided stumbles, a bit more reckless
This constant fumble
Definitely generous; mistaking kindness as guilt
A sense of being misplaced
How clumsy of you to drop something so precious
When all along did you ever want it
That sudden pain that wraps around your chest; manic
A sudden throb that complicates the slightest of gesture
How clumsy of me to misplace everything where I thought I would find it
Again hoping sufficient in empathy
How clumsy of me

Rendered helpless
Searching for sincere apology
When in reality it was me

 

with unsteady tender
Kewayne Wadley Sep 2016
I was her beautiful monster
Sprung to life by the touch of her lips,
A kind face among the unkind
She saw what most consider frightening a calm Hush through the bellows of a lifeless throb.
I grew inspired by the touch of her hand; simple yet full of passion.
Over indulged I leaped to the  Resurrection of her grasp
Tedious without bound,
The broken spirit that I felt rush back into me.
To breathe again at steady pace
To afford every sight that felt my eyes
Lungs over joyed by the air entertained by her joyous smile
I grotesque in the reflection she considered beautiful shone off her eyes.
I doubted the heartbeat I once knew as still
It all seemed but a dream
The excess of believe
Cold skin, the feel of dirt and grime
I grew in debt; not truly knowing the cost
Reality, I was only a thought that roamed her mind
Forever more
Kewayne Wadley Sep 2016
We are but two ships
Passing each other by the window pane on separate decks
Searching for the ocean
Following it's current

The river
Unaware of liberation
All that it brings,
Heading in separate directions
The ocean
A total motion of embodiment
were we predominantly a reflection seen from someone else's eyes
sincere in depth
The weight of gravity

Coming to full circle
A skeleton of divine mystery
Putting on a different voice
Another tone all together
The influence of religion
Grounded by an unseen author
Whom draws the ocean
Whom draws the river

The biggest joke confronted by truth
Sooner or later they connect
Sooner or later the current becomes to strong

Now older

Bearded and gray

Staring into the horizon

Hard boiled sun smothered by the loathe of birds

Was this in fact a reliable paradise

Something to tend to

Something to care for

This body of water symbolizing longevity

A level of reflection

Realistically

Is paradise just a place we build in our minds to keep ourselves from reality
Kewayne Wadley Sep 2016
On the day I met you
I woke up to find it a dream
I saved all the best parts
Revealing that I still felt empty.
I was truly convinced without a shadow of a doubt
The silence of a single moment
Forever captured
Forever changed
Perhaps a slip of the unconscious tongue
The realization that there is no you
Force feeding habit
The weakness that ends after each hello
Pretending not to see reality for what it really is
For what purpose
The hug of dreams
Resonating what open eyes cannot see
Were you ever afraid
The surprise of disappointment
I fought to keep my eyes closed
Only for them to open
When he left her it never crossed her mind
He'd come back
And it never crossed his that she'd be gone
If
If I could write our story
It'd be us happy together forever
No leaving no drugs
There would be more laughing
Less fighting
always anxious Apr 2016
I'm afraid that this wonderful year has come to an end
and that we have to go our separate ways

I know i was the one who left
but i can't do anything but cry

I thought that we would last for ever..
everyone did really

we were perfect
back then at least..

But i matured while you stayed the person you had always been..
and as i changed so did my feelings..

It was tearing me apart to know that it would never be the same
and to hide that knowledge from you..

i still love you
i just want you to be happy

but it's time i put myself before everyone else
and so should you...
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