Memories

love will live on

Memories

In my memories you are there,
standing as light as air
with a grin on your face,
reaching arms for a sweet embrace.

How come you are not here?
does magic work by a tear?
because I have cried,
but no matter how I tried,
you are not here.
That is what I fear.

Regardless of how real you seem,
you are nothing but a dream
I can never realize.
That is what my memories verbalize.

I think of death,
in every breath
as I take your absence in.
My heart wants to give in.
I live to see it
slowly bit by bit.

Still I do not want you to die,
even if you are a white lie;
you live in me
as I can see,
as I dive really deep
into silent sleep.

As I wake up I remember;
I go through our anger,
through our laughter,
how we met on December
during that cold winter,
that will forever linger.

Author's Note

reviews are welcomed~

Reviews

[Huggy Bear]

Great poem:)

[Senseless whatever]

Beautiful write. Sad and longing drifting through memories, some real and others possibly imagined.

[Bard Constantine]

Nicely done... definitely evokes emotion, for who has not felt the tug of war between love and loss? As far as the format, it seems that the rhyming scheme falters just slightly here and there, as someone else noticed, there are parts that seem a bit forced to fit the rhyme... worth another look. But it doesn't take away from the loveliness of the words, so overall this is a very nice piece...

[Essie]

I really like this one... It truly expresses the pain and utter longing and disappointment felt when a loved one is not around, when you've been deserted by someone. Great write. I can really relate to it.

[Mauricio Montoya]

seems like a tug of war between love and love me not.
Excellent write.

[Havatara]

I loved the imagery and the flow of this piece. Great job and keep writing.

[Sasha]

Great passion.
Excellent wording.
Love it. (:

[Cassiopia Summers]

These words are so very true.
I really like the flow, and the fact that not all the words rhyme. (: Wonderful write.

[Coyote Poetry]

Those cold winter days bring people closer. The internal struggle of remember lost lovers and holding tight on cold winter day and nights leave us wishing for things lost. A excellent poem. A very good story.
Coyote

[Akshat♥]

"does magic work by a tear?"I liked the most."our" is beautifully used here...Good work:)