memoirs

elchupacabra

i need you to know i cared so much, i barely remembered to breathe on my own.

i need you to know i watched life like a movie,

without subtitles,

in a foreign fucking language that i didn't understand.

i need you to know,

i cared,

so fucking much,

my tears wept.

i saw road signs with your name and i drove with my head turned backwards

just in hopes of reading your lips.

i need you to know.

this is not a sad story, ok. it's an admission.

so that in 20 years when we are old and gray and we start to forget,

something will remind me that at least, for these few months, you made me give a shit.

i need you to know i won't let anyone take that from me.

ever.

for all my remaining years I could preach to the sky in a gibberish tongue,

but these few words will stay forever tattooed in pen.

i need you to know.

to me, you will always be wonderfully imperfect.

perfection just can't keep up.

  • Author: elchupacabra (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 10th, 2017 20:50
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Garry

    Interesting poem. Well written to be both optimistic and pessimistic at the same time, (i think) . I like it

    • elchupacabra

      thanks for all the positive feedback Garry! always nice to hear people react, especially positively.

      • Garry

        I've worked my way through all your poems , with considerable enjoyment. I would expect you to get consistently good feedback.



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