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Until Then

The day I retire 

My hearts first desire

Maybe then I’ll miss you.

When my mind stops aching

When my heart is done breaking

That day, I’ll miss you.

The first night I lie

And not wish he was by my side

That is the night i’ll miss you

After his voice ceases

And my obsession crumbles to pieces

After that, I will miss you.

When I notice the blue

In your eyes is a brighter hue

That is the moment I will start to miss you

When you are long gone, and I am alone

With my memories, photographs, a dead number on my phone,

Already, I will be missing you.

When his ghost abandons its embrace,

And yours takes its place.

I won’t be missing him. I’ll be missing you

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Experience

Are you here for me

Or for you?

Are we destined to dance 

In this imitation of romance?

Why do I write on your behalf?

Why do I give your voice tone,

Is it sympathy?

Is it longing?

Are you the only love I knew

That would hurt as it grew

Into something you would not reflect

As months and years passed

And yet

You come back.

A word on a screen,

An innocuous greet

In the seat

Of my mind I ready for this whirlwind,

It will only end in tears

Your fickle mind, soaked in the remains of expired memories

Curled ashes on the floor

I wish I didn’t love you anymore

I wish you would stay

I want you to stay

If only for a second, an hour, a day

Would be too much

You are my story book.

I think from afar 

And there you are,

So close.

We are meant to be 

I know this I tell myself this

I feel it yes it must be true

Late night texts 

It must be me you want

A love grown from old seeds

Dust in the ground

Why are we keeping it alive?