I don’t miss the lying,
but I miss the dying,
of laughter.
I don’t know what it is that you were after,
but it wasn’t me.
I wonder and wonder,
but I still can’t see,
there’s no rhyme or reason,
it just wasn’t meant to be.
–S.
Tag: poem
That Moment.
Do you ever feel like you took a step once and got stuck?
Life went on, but a part of you never moved on from that moment.
That’s me.
Where you left me, I’ll be.
The same things are all I see.
–S.
Stuck.
Winter comes,
I am colder.
Time goes,
I don’t get older.
Fires burn,
I never feel warmer.
I’m stuck in a moment.
Only muted sounds,
murmurs.
–S.
Deep Breaths.
Missing you is like breathing.
I don’t need a reason.
You are my favorite season.
Why my heart is beating.
–S.
Tombstone.
Grieving you.
Mourning you.
You are not dead.
Grieving you.
Mourning you.
We are dead.
Grieving you.
Mourning you.
You live in my head.
Grieving you.
Mourning you.
You love me in my head.
Grieving you.
Mourning you.
I’ll let you go when I’m dead.
–S.
Bio.
The most interesting thing about me is that I lost you.
The second most interesting thing about me is that I’m so blue.
–S.
Aware.
I am seeing subaru foresters everywhere I go.
Is this the Universe’s way of letting me know?
Or am I just hyperaware?
Because you are no longer here.
–S.
Orange Crush.
Crush,
I’m a lush when it comes to you.
You make my blood rush, it’s true.
Crush,
I wonder if you notice me too.
–S.
Am.
I am hurting. I am healing.
I am grieving. I am growing.
I am crying. I am changing.
I am learning. I am living.
I am in pain. I am in power.
I am.
–S.
CPR.
You kiss your way up my spine,
my breath stops like the time,
you have to resuscitate me,
your lips on mine.
–S.
The Messy Middle 🖤 