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Symbolic Beauty Mar 2018
Turn the clocks back...
Turn back the hands of the time...
Rewind my life...

How we use to be so happy
So much in like... So much in love...
Now we've become barely strangers

You use to know just what to say to make me laugh
Now all I know is silence

Crazy how we could be each other's everything one day and then the next we mean nothing to each other

Constantly fighting the memory of you...
Wishing you would hold me...
The feeling of your breath on the back of my neck as we entwine and melt into each other

You were my safe haven...
In those arms there was no place I'd rather be

But now all I have are memories...
Memories of when time stood still and it was only you and I

For a moment the world stopped because that was all we needed...

Now I don't even know this stranger who stands infront of me
I believed in you... You didn't believe in me
lucy winters Dec 2015
I read letters you never wrote
folded and unfolded
hidden in the empty space
of your leaving coat
I take a drag of my last cigarette
and take a sip from our glass
of old regrets
I listen to sad songs
that mean nothing
and pray for the peace
I know should come
but nothing seems to bring
I unpack empty suitcases
filled with all the things
your leaving told I lacked
I sleep with ghosts
your monsters  
my regrets
and our memories
but what we really need
is just to let it be
I wish I could say
you could hold on
to the old promises
but the truth is simply this
this nothing
that resides
where your lies used to hide
this is all that remains
of what used to sustain
For blue

— The End —