That Night

This poem is what really got me into writing, as you can probably surmise it is about me and some one but I generally son't talk or write about my emotions, so I Gave it a shot

Joseph Gibson

That Night

A cold September night, the backdrop to our melancholy first meeting

I sat on my frosted swing-set for about an hour, I went numb waiting to see you

I didn't care that you were greedily late , and I doubt you did either

the frigid snow dancing down  complemented the blackening sky pastel

the howling weather didn't matter to either of us

time was not on our side, so we were happy with what nature bestowed.

well I was never satiated, you always seemed fine though

pajamas pants, a  charcoaled beanie and fogged glasses

the wind flushed your face with a rose red

we’d swing slowly and make small talk, we barely knew each other

the prolonging silence didn't matter to either of us

eventually the ice broke, but the snow ceased to change

eventually

smiling and laughing

I told you things I've told very few souls

as my words filled with the utmost trust, as you half heartedly listened

I told you

everything

that you asked, anyway

what I wanted to be, my ambitions and goals we’re nothing to you

why my mother left my heart full of bruises and holes

even why i got this tattoo, and you forgot after “.. Three whole months”?

the destructive past didn't matter to either of us

but you’re “.. a stoner, gosh”

You forgot every quivering  breathe i wasted on you that night

that dreadful night

that meant the world to me

the forgotten reasons you selfishly erased on your own accords

the reason while I suck at wrestling

but i still continue to not give up

why I say I don’t care

while I actually am drowning in the bittersweet emotions

but now you ignore me, must be nice to feel nothing from your intoxicated mind

hiding, like a child from a monster under the tattered covers that once sanctioned your depleting mind

the drugs didn't matter to either of us

well it’s cool ,when your world starts caving  in

I'll sit back smiling and giggling

like we did that autumn night

before you changed

and I loved you

but it’s done with

the bonds you severed didn’t matter to one of us

cause i'm still on this god damn frozen  swing-set

by myself

swinging every night

hoping maybe

by some chance

you’ll come swing

like we

used to do

Reviews

[Azure]

omg that so sad i'm literally tearing up thats sucks but awesome poetry loved it could really feel your pain love and hope amazing :)!!

[Joe Gibson]

omg, thanks you so much!^.^

[Azure]

No problem :)