Empty Spaces

Empty spaces.

Between us, between my words,

Between the breaths that I took.

Empty spaces hollowing my chest.

There was no choice.

Your winter eyes gave me frostbite.

Your touch burned our memories.

Your emptiness destroyed me.

Your empty spaces hollowed my chest.

You gave into the flames,

Into her scorching arms.

You gave into our broken mess,

And left me tangled with the shards.

You took, and you took, and you took,

And the one time you gave,

You ruined me.

She was the feather I fell into,

Protecting me from the splintered glass of your love.

23 years, damn it.

23 years, and I never once touched fire,

Always concealed, and trapped, and torn

From the ire you gave me.

You took, and you took, and you took,

And the one time you gave,

You lost me.

Tell me one last time that you love me.

Tell me once last time how you fell for me.

I wanted to describe to you the moonlight,

And how it painted your smile silver,

And how I wish I could’ve kept you in that glow.

I wanted to tell you that I loved you.

Maybe then I wouldn’t have left.

Reviews

[D Connolly]

I see the end of a relationship. It makes me remember feeling this way once, and it seems like those empty spaces are just smack full of things; things we want to say or do or feel again. But they stay empty don't they? Sad poem, but it's very authentic. I like it.

[Inject Positivity]

Well spoken, there is a story of heartbreak silently speaking in this poem... The word hollow makes me realize the pain of poet and how the relationship deteriorated... One can see the heartbreak and feel a melancholic tome in the poem... Well done...

Sincerely
Dhiman

[grayscale]

I love the style and with recent developments in my personal , this poem struck a cord, and i will admit i shed some tears, i look forward to reading more of your works.

[Hebe]

Your writing is very impressive. ... this is real, great way to describe the end of a relationship!