A phone call awayA Poem by Olivia DanielleI didn’t get the privilege of last words. Instead I got the reality of a phone call. If I had known this would be the last time, I would have taken her in. I pushed her away in hopes to not drown in the waves of knowing the time would come. The shattered picture frame on the floor. The beach. She always loved to go to the beach. Even in her last days, she always walked on the beach. Buried her feet in the sands of time. I had forgotten love could reach such depth. Even if it was a one way street. The truth was I had loved her since I met her. Perhaps one day I could find peace in such fact that she is now gone. Time heals all wounds. Can time heal a gaping hole? I didn’t get the privilege of last words. Instead I got the reality of a phone call. That is how I said goodbye. © 2018 Olivia DanielleReviews
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