To See You Again

Your eye’s are the seaside

                That I fell in love with

And I can’t help but see them

           (you)

                In all the blue spaces

                                In my mind

 

Six months have come and gone

Since I first inhaled your summertime kiss

                And I regret to inform you of the burn marks

                                You left in my paper heart

 

I haven’t seen you since July

And the very words you spoke into my wheat colored

           Hair

Still linger in my ears

Your arms around my rib cage

                                Destroys me as I lay

           In familiar beds again

 

You assure me you’ll come visit me

But I don’t know if you actually plan on

                                Visiting me

           Or visiting my group

Maybe I haven’t been clear here

But you won’t be keeping your promises

If you see me

                But not really….

                                See (me)

 

There are words you once spoke to me

That still echo into the sheets of this

                                Bed

And I find that my feet are always

                Cold without you here

 

But I’ll be honest

I have so many words to say

And such little time to say them

And I know you’ll just take that knife you’ve been pushing

                Into this chest of mine

And twist it around a little

The second I get to stare into those

                Ocean colored eyes again

 

Because just one look

And I know I’ll be heart broken

All over

But I guess maybe then

 

I will let you

                Go

But it doesn't mean I’m not mortified

Because you’re a cruel hearted snake

Coiling around this oily heart of

                                Mine

And I know that the detachment in your eyes

                Will be just enough

                                To destroy me

Author's Note

everything is intentional here.

Reviews

[MachinaWriter]

I'm really not understanding the lack of reviews on some of these pieces. Your imagery is amazing and the words you use are perfect. It's the tiny details I love. Whispered words in wheat coloured hair, a snake coiling around an oily heart, and especially the one about the burn marks on your "paper heart". That was my favourite.