Three weeks have passed
Since I last saw your face,
Couldn't see your pain,
But I heard your heart
break.
You left town that same day,
Packed a suitcase
And drove away,
Had your window up the whole
way.
I saw your eyes
In the sockets of
A local cashier,
The girl you said
Who couldn't comprehend
life.
She flashed a smile,
And lit up the room,
Or so I heard,
All I could think of was
you;
Who walked away,
As if it wasn't the breath
In my lungs that gave you
life,
As if it wasn't the calluses
On my hands that molded
Everything in which you have
become.
I swam in the ocean of your eyes,
I lived behind the walls of your
insecurities.
I saw your silhouette on the pavement
the other day,
But it did not pain me to remember,
It did not leave me gasping for air,
Like it did that first
day.
My hands no longer ache
For your presence,
My eyes no longer search
For your features because
darling
I was not born to drown.
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Author:
Kesha (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: August 16th, 2017 18:56
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Comments2
Kesha, like the poem, like the structure, and like that you still call him 'darling' on the second to last line! 🙂
Haha thank you very much 🙂
What have you been through? I am glad you are out of it now. You have such a kind heart.
Beautiful writing.
Haha most of my pieces aren't completely personal, I wanted to show someone not giving up in this piece 🙂 & finally moving on without pain 🙂
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