August

Written about him.

Remember when we first met?

      Back in August,            when the air

    was still hot and your hair was still long?

     Remember that first time we kissed?

You laughed and asked if I was okay

I smiled back, nervous, "Yeah, I'm good."

We climbed onto the roof and

    I      held       your       hand

Then the cops came,        and we ran.

You got so jealous just two weeks in

      Do you remember that night I was with my friends?

  And I cried, cried, cried on the phone    to      you.

      Then there was our first "I      love      you"

   It was rushed and I didn't mean it,     yet

But now I can honestly say       I        do.

  Do you remember the time that we slow danced

       In the parking lot      of the mall      behind my house?

   My nose was red and my fingers numb, but    I    didn't    know.

And     just    three      nights      ago,

When my arms    bled    red

You yelled and you cried; said you didn't want me d e a d

   You're everything, do    you    know    that?

I can't lose you, I would die, but I won't

  And if you ever think of leaving, p l e a s e, don't.

Author's Note

Always open to your thoughts/questions/etc.

Reviews

[Amandaaa Caroline (:]

This poem tells a beautiful story, with an extremely powerful ending.. I feel that exact way about my boyfriend, and I honestly loved this. Beautiful job with this, great write.

[quinfinn]

the scope of this is magnificent and this poem tells a story which can be felt by all.

[alltheloveabove]

oh wow. I love the progression of the story, and the writing style is unique and suits the poem very well. it's very relatable and a good read. :)
(btw, love your picture, best attitude towards dealing with everything.)

[Lauren]

Thank you!
(And isn't it?)

[Lina Grey]

so sweet! the feelings are so honest and open and it's like nearly every other love poem but it works a little better I think. Because it's not just a rant of feelings and 'i love you's'. It's gentle and smooth, fluid, and deep. there is a depth borne by time, by memories. it's beautiful hun :)

[Lauren]

That was the idea. :) Thank you.

[Lina Grey]

you're welcome :)