Burning Bridges

That inevitable conversation...

The chill in the air seemed to bring us back to life

the coming conversation meant everything that night

both of us knowing it could not be delayed

...but for a moment or so it would all be okay

I smiled, defenseless for once, as if I had a choice

with shaking hands and a cracking voice

expecting the worst, the words choked and stifled in my throat

All I could do was stare at my chewed up fingernails and then hide them in my coat

The cold wrapped itself around me and I welcomed the chill

What is left of love after it has lost it's thrill?

So clever to absolve himself of any residual blame

I knew in that moment nothing would ever be the same

From the way that we yell and fight to name calling out of spite

All the texts that left us wrecked, and indiscretions left unchecked

Cuz nothing ever goes the way you imagined it in your head

Reality is All nerves and awkwardness instead.

Reviews

[wolf843]

Wow the poem was great until the last line. Then it truly became amazing. You are almost like a depressing, in depth doctor Seuss.

[Twizzler]

LMAO...Dr. Seuss with a noose....c'mon it's not that dark. :)

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I like your depth Malerie , There's a lot of memory in your writes I think of a time ago.

[Twizzler]

Thank you :)

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Your always welcome:)