Every Bubble Pops

Every Bubble Pops

A Poem by Tatiana Raudales
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This is a brief recap of my recent heartbreak. It's written in the form of a poetic letter to the one I loved.

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Dear S,

Why
Do I spend hours awake 
Tossing and turning in my bed
Imagining various scenarios with you?

Why
Do I dream of the day
You'd tell me you feel the same way?

Why
Can't I sleep at night?

You're the first thing that comes to mind
Every night before I lay down 
And even after I open my eyes 

I'm tired
Of this feeling
Hopelessly dreaming 

I had a dream where you came to me
And confessed, but it was only a dream
Waking up, I felt it was so real
And undeniably hurtful to get out of bed

I wanted to lay back down
Close my eyes and see you again 
To touch your cheek, lean in close
And gently press my lips against yours 

My dreams are the only way
We'd ever be together 
But it's not enough 
Just dreaming hopelessly 

I told you how I felt 
You didn't feel the same 
So I cried, and I cried
For weeks on end 

Months passed by
And yet you still crossed my mind
Before I went to sleep, after I woke up, 
While I sat at the dining table
To enjoy my daily cereal 

Even when I showered, I cried
Thinking about what could have been
Dreaming again, foolish fantasies of romance 
That would never live past my awakening each day

Bubbles are beautiful things 
That fly freely, transparent to the world
But even the most beautiful bubbles pop 
Just as my dreams of you died away with time

My love grew into hopeless reminiscence 
Of the days we spoke fondly to one another 
My dreams floated all around innocently 
Like the bubbles blown from a child's wand 

But bubbles aren't as clean as 
The soap solution they're born from 
They're tainted specks of glittering dreams 
That fly in the air as shells 

Mirrored shells that hide insecurities 
Even through transparency 
I could not see the flaws
That would have blossomed 

If our love had grown
But it stung when the bubbles
Popped, splashing the reality 
In my naive eyes 

Sincerely, 

Panda

© 2016 Tatiana Raudales


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Oh how I know and dread this feeling so much. Just the worst!!!

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Added on September 4, 2016
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Tags: romance, love, heartache, heart, heartbreak, dreams, thoughts, dream, amor, bubbles

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Tatiana Raudales
Tatiana Raudales

Oviedo, FL



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