some nights,
like last night
it is just all
too real
the waiting to go up to bed
where I knew you would be waiting
to open the door and
lead me to you,
when you would wrap your arms around me
carry me gently
lay me down softly and
for once I would feel safe and at peace
with myself and who I am and who I hope to be
but unlike last night,
I was alone.
there was no you waiting for me upstairs
and yet the same songs were playing
so instead of smiling and
looking into your eyes I
stared at the sky and let the tears carry me
to a different place,
I curled into a ball and remembered the weight
of your arm around me and
your body above me,
I turned my head and remembered the pressure
of your lips against mine with
your hand pressing into my back or
maybe resting on my collar bone,
I shivered and remembered the way you would
caress my arms and back so lightly
with your fingertips barely touching my skin,
I shut my eyes tight and remembered the happiness
that burst through me every time you whispered
I love you
in the middle of the night.
my heart is bleeding more
than it ever has before
I have tried so hard to move on,
to forgive and accept and forget
I deleted all of the notes you sent me from my phone
I keep you out of mind as much as I can but
you still take over my thoughts
and your fingers still run down my sides
and I still see your smile in my head,
I haven't looked at the photos of us
in a while but they are
so real in my mind,
still seeing your face
wether it's in person or a digital copy
takes my breath away because you are just so
amazing and
you are just someone I have always wanted to meet
and be with.
I have learned that distance
isn't what tears two people apart,
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Little Things
Short StoryThis is my next poetry book. In a world where everyone struggles to find happiness, it's the littlest things that make the biggest difference.