it's impossible to describe exactly how you made me feel but you were like a cold drink on an eighty degree day, you were like freshly shaven legs, you were like feeling the beach sand in between your toes and the waves lapping against your shins, you were refreshing, renewing. i don't know how to describe exactly how it felt when you touched me but it was like a hot towel pressed against my skin, it was like the slightest of electrocutions, it was like feeling the warm sun beat down on your back, it was intense, warm. i could never explain exactly how it felt when you broke me but it felt like stubbing your foot on the corner of the table a dozen times over, it was like having a cough and not being able to swallow your breath, it was like chopping vegetables and cutting your finger, it was sudden, painful. i don't know to describe any of this properly but i guess i'm doing the best i can given the fact that when you left you took all of me with you.
YOU ARE READING
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...
