Short-Story Poems

Band aid

Band aid

I heard my footsteps echoing in my ears,

Reminding me how lonesome it is when you’re not here,

Then memories flashed like I always feared,

The feeling of longing brought me into tears,

I remembered how broken I was back then,

I fell in love and earned a broken heart when I was fifteen,

Walking at the park, I cried and cried that day,

I didn’t know where to go when you suddenly blocked my way,

You offered me your handkerchief and told me not to cry,

We sat on a bench as we waited for my tears to dry,

In the middle of the silence you asked for my hand,

You held my wrist as I opened my palm,

You put something on it then to me you smiled,

I saw a band aid, I frowned and asked you “Why?”,

Your answer was, “From now on, I’ll be your band aid. I’ll help you heal.

 

I’ll stay until happiness is the only thing you feel.”

I was out of words, again I cried,

Starting that day, you stayed by my side,

Months have passed; you kept your words,

Until in the process of healing, I fell for you like I’ve never fell before,

One day I told you about what I feel,

But the things you said to me got me killed,

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to let you fall,

 

I love you like a sister, that’s all.”

I was left there standing in the dark,

Digesting the thought that the person who healed me..

Just broke my heart.