running

just another scenario

on the crowded sidewalk
i tried to skip, but couldn't
no room

i shimmied through the flux of people
trying to get to the otherside
our meeting place

i waited. i sat on my suitcase as i waited for you to show.
would we really run away?

i skimmed the crowd ever so often as i finished the
last few lines of...
and then your face appeared.

i looked down, trying to decipher if you brought your stuff
nothing.

why'd he come if we're not...
my eyes glazed over with my first tears that day.

i felt like such a fool. how could i think he'd ever want to run away with me?
foolish little girl.

you rushed through the crowd as i flung my half-empty suitcase over my back
a sudden source of strength...
your eyes read "where is she going?"

i needed to escape you.
you caught up

i'm sorry i'm late
aren't you coming?

you held me as i gazed into you big brown eyes
paralysis...
 

Author's Note

i'm just throwing all my emotions into my writing lately

Reviews

[ALifeAquatic]

I really really enjoyed reading this. The description of the busy streets makes me feel as if I'm there! And there apparent randomness of the face standing out of the crowd happens to me all the time so I'm glad someone else apparently experiences that!

Really descriptive, beautiful poem!

Thank you

AHouseOfChambers

[John_Cox]

Very good, the descrriptiveness of the crowds I could feel. Love the emotion of hurting and trying to escape at the end very real and A great write. Thanks for sharing your emotions.