For All The Marbles (This is Where Our Hearts Collide)

Recently I've been really into the song "For All the Marbles" by Amandine, so I wrote this poem to go along with it! (Words in italics are lyrics, and belong to Amandine, the rest belongs to me!)

I breathe in deeply, inhaling the scent of your hair, pressed against my face. Why can’t we stay here forever, never speak or move again? This is where we belong. With each other.

 

This is where our hearts collide,

                 I feel silent sobs rack your body, the vibrations enter me but find nowhere to go. I’m empty. Your warm, wet tears soak through my shirt. I feel  them on my chest. I’m sorry. Is this all my fault? I never wanted to hurt you.

 

And I always make you cry.

 

                I just don’t understand how this could happen. We were so close. And now we’re so far apart.  How could we allow this to happen? No one was supposed to come between us.

 

The price you pay for taking sides,

 

                Beneath the drowning pool of my anguish I feel a twinge. It was just supposed to be us. Why did you let someone else in? It isn’t my fault, it’s yours.

 

In only one dimension,

               

                The twinge turns into a cry, and the cry into a roar. My teeth grind together as my jaw muscles set, resulting in an unhealthy mashing noise which would cause any dentist to flinch. I unwind my arms from around you, and, grabbing your wrists, make you do the same. I shove you away with a bit too much force. You stumble and fall. Now it’s my own sobs shaking my body, my own tears soaking into the thin cotton.

 

And how the tension breaks.

 

                “Why did this happen!?” I cry. Pain explodes in my kneecaps when I fall onto them, but I only care about you. I never wanted to hurt you. I take your smaller hands into my bigger ones, and look at your palms. Long scrapes run from your fingers to your wrist, evidence of my anger. You look at me with fear in your eyes. This isn’t supposed to happen. Don’t they all say love lasts forever?

 

Their words are only make believe,

 

                A small flow of red has appeared from the cuts in your skin. It trickles over your wrist and onto your forearm. Just a few drops, but those few drops mean the world. I have hurt you. I carefully wipe away the stream, and bring your palms each to my lips for a small kiss.

 

‘Cause even perfection bleeds.

 

It’s too late for me to remedy my mistake. The momentary lapse of reason has cost me everything. Now my tears really begin to fall. Pouring down my face, I taste the salt as my mouth opens to sob for breath. I hear a small gasp, and open my eyes to see your face in pain. I realize the saltwater has touched your cut. I squint again, and pull the damp fabric of my shirt over my head. I wrap it around each of your hands carefully. The tears continue to obscure my vision.   

 

Through crackled imagery

               

                We sit, still excepting your body rocking back and forth, and the occasional jolt though mine as a sob takes control. Your wrapped hands are still held in mine, but other than that we are not touching. I don’t know what to do. The anger is gone. The sadness has faded to a dull ache. They are replaced by an hollow emptiness.  Desolation.

               

The terrifying feeling,

 

                The tears have stopped. A drop still quivers on the tip of your nose. My eyes rest on it. I can’t look in you. I can’t look in your eyes. The tear falls, and my eyes follow it’s decent. It crashes into the ground silently. I no longer have an excuse. Our vision meets. You know what I’m thinking. I’m sorry. I tried. I love you. I don’t know what to do,

 

When good intentions fail

                Your lips form a line. You’re determined. You nod to me.

 

This is it.

 

                You remove your hands from mine. Push yourself off of the ground. You don’t even wince at the pain in your hands. This is the end.

 

For all the marbles.

 

                My love is stolen. You walk away.

 

Where are you

 

I’m alone.

Where are you?

 

Reviews

[TreeSpirit]

wow very deep