*tick*
The room is dark around me. The muted tv flickers the only real light into the room while my clock becomes a metronome.
*Tick*
Its not a sad scene. Im just waiting for a text. One that will set me into night.
*Tick*
My brain starts to explore my thoughts. Images flash through and smile begins to form.
*Tick*
I thought about the time we went fishing and I lost my rod only to catch it on yours fish still attached.
*Tick*
The look on your face when I told you that I loved you.
*Tick*
I thought about everything I had to do. Get a new job, move to a new city, be who you need me to be.
*Tick*
I thought about our future. How our wedding would be. How many kids we'd have. How ready I am to spend the rest of my life with you.
*Tick*
I thought about that night. When you told me you didn't love me. When all my ideas shattered
*Tick*
When I broke down in the shower after. Feeling lost as if getting reset back to square one.
*Tick*
I gave everything I had to you, but it never turns out like the movies
*Tick*
I loved you with everything I had
*Tick*
I still do
*buzz*
My phone lights up and snaps me from my thoughts. I read the name and smile
*Tick*
It isn't you, but I think that's the point
- Author: An Abstract View of Life ( Offline)
- Published: July 27th, 2018 18:31
- Comment from author about the poem: Moving on is hard, and the feelings we hold for those we love will always remain. Time will change your tune I promise.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 22
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