Existence

By HopelessPoetess

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A collection of poems about the past, the future, and the pure simplicity of existing. More

Promises
The Maturation of an Ugly Flower
Looking Back and Falling Forward
This Town Will Drown
A Poet is a Liar Who Always Tells the Truth

Evansville Drive

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By HopelessPoetess

At night

When I close my eyes

I think about the one I like

And then

Inevitably

I think of you

And while I think of you

I think about pain

About a deep knife cut

A broken bone

A black eye

Appendicitis

And then I think of you

And I know that pain

Real, heart breaking pain

Is missing someone

And worrying in your heart

That you'll never see them again

Because every time

I go back there

To my home town

No

Our home town

I tell my parents

"See you in a while"

And then I walk

To that little old street

Whose name itself

Seems to indicate magic

And I see the trees

The old houses

The young children

Now older

And then I stop

For just a moment

And I gaze

At your house

And memories

God

The memories

They flood back

Just pictures and clips

Snow forts

Snow men

Swimming

Climbing Trees

Catching frogs

Mud wars

Skiing

Exploring

And then comes more

So many more

About odd and wonderful creatures

That we had created

That we had become

That we had lived as

And I want to cross the road

I want to walk up to the door

And then if I did

You would awnser

And you'd look down

Because you were always so tall

So damn tall

And then you'd gasp

And smile

And fiercely hug me

And then you'd laugh

And I'd laugh

And you look me over

And touch my hair

And caress my face

And look into my eyes

And say

"Mel,

Oh Mel

You've changed so much

Your eyes are sad

Your hair is knotted with dreams

And your lovely face is hard

It's worn

It's broken

And I can't help but feel

That it's my fault"

And then with that last

I'd look away

I'd grab my heart

This bruised little thing

And I'd choke out

A few words

That hurt to say

But would hurt to here

"It is"

And then you'd look at me

With your soft brown eyes

Your golden nutty skin pale

And realise

That it's true

And you'd see my memories

Remember the last time

I was here

You'd remember asking me to leave

And promising you'd call

And you'd remember the hurt

The agonized look

On my face

When I said

"Alright"

And you'd remember how I looked out

The back window

And stared at you

Standing there

Watching me leave

And then you'd remember

How I'd stay for 4 days

And yet

You'd never call

And I did

I went away for one

And then I stayed home

To wait

And I everyone kept calling

And I said

"I can't

He's going to call me

Sometime soon

And I have to be here

When he does

He is, after all

My best friend"

And so I waited

For my best friend

Who'd been there for me

Since I was 4

And on the last day

I died

My breath stopped

Because I knew

It was too late

He didn't call

He never called

And standing in his doorway

He'd grab me

He'd pull me into his arms

And apologize

And I'd cry

And we'd melt

Forgiveness of being forgotten

Forgivness of forgetting

And everything would change

I'd call my parents

And say

I'd be late

And we'd talk

About love

About friends

About everything

And then I'd go back home

To the dismal town

And I'd laugh at their cruelty

And smile at their ignorance

And for once

I'd wouldn't care

Because I'd remember him

I'd remember that day

But

I wouldn't

I wouldn't knock on that door

I wouldn't cross the street

Because as much as I want to

As much as I miss him

I truly think I'd die

If I knocked

And he awnsered

And he looked at me

With indifference

He'd ask me what I wanted

And I'd say

"Jamie....

I missed you

I know I've changed

But

It's Mel"

And he'd shrug

And look at me

With those brown eyes

And shrug

And say

"Sorry

I can't remember any Mels"

And close the door

On my broken face

So Instead

I just keep walking

And then I get to my home

My beautiful home

Which had protected me for so many years

And I'd long to return

But I wouldn't

I'd turn around

And walk back

And then look once more

At his house

And see in the window

His mother

Who'd look at me

Puzzeled

Wondering

"Who's that girl

Why is she familiar"

But then I'd keep walking

And she'd just shrug

And go back to her life

And then I'd come back

To this dismal town

And I'd cringe at the cruelty

Frown at their ignorance

I'd hate who they've made me

And miss the person

I was

When I was with you

That crazy

Wild

Fun-loving

Frog-catching

Dreamer

I'd miss how I always went and climed

No matter how hard

To the top of the tree

With my little red ribbon

And tie it up

So high

And look back down

To see you

And know if I'd fall

You'd be there

But now

When I fall

I hit the ground

The cold ground

And reality sinks in

So I try to forget you

At least during the day

But at night

When I'm alone

I think of the guy I like

And then think of you

Of us

And just before I fall asleep

A tear runs down my cheek

And hits the blanket

You gave me

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