Sink or swimA Poem by KatieMarie Eklund
I miss you
I miss you when I'm far to sad, And I am far too sober to let anyone know that I need them. I miss you when I pretend that I am wholesome. I miss you when I look at this boy and hope to fall in love with him, If only to get the taste of you out of my mouth. I miss never going to museums with you, and drinking wine we never tasted. I miss every meal I never had with you. I miss looking into your eyes, And feeling absolutely empty. I could feel yours drilling a hole to the very back of my skull and I knew that mine were not doing the same. You knew it too, I could tell. And with each embrace you tried to pull me closer, but all I felt was you pulling me under. And everyone knows that I never learned to swim. © 2015 KatieMarie EklundAuthor's Note
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