Every time, my eyes scan a room
Pieces of our memories
Cross my vision.
Maybe it’s just me,
That catches glimpses of us
Where ever I go.
I am intensely aware,
Our broken fairy tale is all
My fault.
But it was inevitable.
In ways your love
Wasn’t enough.
In ways
It was suffocating.
I have a hunger inside me,
To experience the impossible.
And see what this vast planet
Has to offer.
I guess,
As much as I wanted to.
I couldn’t do that
With you by my side.
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Author:
Skye Bellasario (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 28th, 2017 16:54
- Comment from author about the poem: I know this poem isn't my best but I hope you like it anyway
- Category: Love
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Comments1
This is a great poem. I think we all hit the "submit" button thinking it is not our best. This has everything in it that one would expect with a breakup story but MORE--because you're such a good writer, you conveyed why you had to break up so well. Very good!
Thank you Christina, your support is means the world!
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