The Parting: Is staring at you with these Blue Eyes.

The Parting:

Is staring at you with these

Blue Eyes.

 

 

 

Leaving Behind,

So conquering;

till' the end, and back again.

 

I'll miss you with no 'Goodbye'.

Straighten up my back,

and leave with no disease.

 

I'll put a curve on my face,

Vibrant with my eyes.

I'll stare at the mirror with no rain,

blacken my eyes.

So maybe no one will realize?

 

Packing my bag.

Leaving with no surprise,

My aching hands;

folding the clothes.

So maybe I'll have a thread of memory,

From Before?

 

Maybe I'll see you before part,

A glance would help,

If only a straightened palm.

I'll see you with now no beginning,

only end.

 

I answer the door, with a single shead of tear.

To anser to embrace Dark Hair and Dark Eyes.

 

BLISS.

PS. No Crying Here.

 

Reviews

[melancholia skies]

o-o, You're writing style has changed a lot.
That's what happens when you don't post your work anymore! >O
Hehehe, anyways.
Nice job, it flowed, I know a lot of people could relate.
Good job, Mere. :)