Where The Ants Live

I'll walk silently beside you.

Holding your hand tightly,
not letting go.

I'll find that hole where the ants live.

Poke at them with a stick,

and cover it up with with dirt.

Just like we did when we were kids.

I'll walk you home with a smile on my face,

while inside my heart is racing.

We'll walk past that house where memories were made.

I will kiss you with my eyes closed,

but it's light enough to see your face.

I've found that, deep inside a person, it's not hard

to love, but hard to trust.

The only way to trust is to forgive and forget

and without that it's just a hole.

Needing to be patched up,

Just like where the ants live.

Just like when we were kids.

Reviews

[A. Amos]

Love your romantic soul and every single word pouring out from your heart...

[RichGee]

Wow. Very nice piece...to forgive and forget is indeed the first step towards patching that hole.
I really enjoy this write.