po.et.ry

By fawnah

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Heartaches, Heatbreaks, Loneliness, Pain, Hope, Love, Acceptance, Faith, Collection of poems that I made. More

Why?
A One Day
Alone

When?

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By fawnah

When?

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You kneeled in front of me,

I assume you already know.

I will be leaving soon.

But you hope for something.

That thing I want to give,

That thing I cannot give.

I cried and you cried,

Your crushed heart crushes mine.

Your back I saw fading,

The most painful walk I witness.

I held myself from chasing you,

I held myself.

But I remember you asked,

"When?" "When is you and me?"

I did not speak,

For I don't know what to say.

I just cried,

And you just cried...and left.

Years have past,

Many have differed.

Years have past,

Same things still compose me.

Except for some add ons,

Things I don't want to have.

The moment your face appeared,

My heart jump,

My heart beats fast,

My mind aches,

My cheeks flame,

My body paralyzed.

You walk towards me,

I can't help but stay still.

The way you walk change,

Maybe all of you changed.

Then you're in front of me,

You smiled and I smiled.

You held my hand,

I held yours.

Yours is warm,

Mine is cold,

Then I started to cry,

You clear them,

But I they don't stop.

Then you suddenly ask,

"Is today that 'When'?".

Your voice is eager,

Anxious and happy.

But I shook my head.

I shook my head and cried.

"Then when?" I heard you ask,

"When is that you and me?".

I shook my head.

A tiny voice chirp in.

He called me 'mom',

Your face is shock.

"I'm sorry" I wanted to say.

Then HE appeared.
HE grabbed my hand,

Away from yours.

And said "Back off."

I saw your grim face

I want to say sorry.

"When?" "When is you and me?"

You ask again.

I did not speak.

For not that I don't know what to say,

But because HE is here.

I just cried,

And you just cried...and left...forever.

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