i remember when you first
told me you loved me,
and you held my hands in yours and
whispered it again and again
in my ear until i was in tears,
and my heart was flying out of my chest.there is so much time and space
between us now and i do not know
how to make it go away.
i do not like the distance in the slightest
but i can not figure out how
to make it disappear. i don't think
you ever wanted to leave, really.
but you have always been impatient.i spend my time counting out
the minutes and seconds and days
and hours that have passed since
you've gone.
i know you are with her;
it hurts me so, but i cannot forget it,
no matter how hard i try.
it's funny how the most painful memories
are the ones that stay.she is not a poet like i am.
she cannot make you sound beautiful
the way i do, she cannot write you
love poems that can be framed
and put on the wall.i hope she doesn't love you as well as i did,
as well as i do, so maybe you will realize, me.
after all this time.one time, you told me you wanted
to marry me. i think you still do,
deep down. i hope she hears it when
you say my name. "i don't love her, anymore,"
you tell her, but all she hears is,
"i do, i do."-c.h.
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the boys i've loved and the end of the world
Poetryfor the ones who used to love me, the ones who broke my heart, and the one who loves me now. and for you. for all of you. ~ catarine hancock's debut poetry collection. covering topics like love, heartbreak, feminism, growth, and more, these select...