Situationship

NOX

And now I'm left picking up the shattered glass
of something that was meant to be plastic.

 

You had me chewing gum to satiate an appetite I didn't know I had
while guiding my path in the dark with the flickering light from a dying bulb

 

All the while holding my hand
but not too tightly
so I could, at any moment, slip through your parted fingers

 

Like I was never even there. 

  • Author: NOX (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 12th, 2017 10:17
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 31
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Comments3

  • Louis Gibbs

    Well written, sad, and impactful, Nox. I really like it!

    • NOX

      Thanks, Louis! 🙂

    • FredPeyer

      Very well written poem!
      Love the first two lines, and also agree with Martina on the second stanza.

    • Jamminblu

      Through the cobwebs covering my eyes, I glimpse your image of a path well worn and washed away by tears. Nice imagery.



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