A Beautiful MessA Poem by trying_to_writeAnd just like that, he was gone. no goodbye. no, I’ll be back. Just the slam of the front door and the sound of a distant car engine. We both knew it was coming. You could feel the end in the air, like thick fog. sleepless nights, after long, exhausting fights, it was beyond repair, and we didn’t know how to fix it. “Let’s just say it’s a mutual decision.” “Well it is…” but my undertone screams, Please don’t leave, we can still fix this. “Maybe it’s for the best.” “Of course, I totally agree.” stop lying to yourself The beginning was, oh, the beginning was bliss. It was the very definition of the honeymoon stage. But you became bored. And I wasn’t enough to entertain you. We subtly started parting ways, “forgetting” to say goodbye in the mornings. Going out at night so as to not have to interact with each other. Slowly, but surely our one braided soul, became two again. Not to cross paths again in the future, but to part ways and disconnect. I find myself walking in the half-empty apartment, wanting you back. Tears hide just behind my eyes, threatening to reveal the truth. I miss you. It’s as simple as that. And maybe in another life, our souls can meet, once again. And we can get lost, in this beautiful mess, we call love. © 2019 trying_to_writeReviews
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3 Reviews Added on January 3, 2019 Last Updated on January 3, 2019 Authortrying_to_writeVancouver, CanadaAboutI’ve never been very confident in my writing until I started sharing it. It helped me see that maybe I wasn’t a s****y writer? I’m only 16, I write a lot of poems and I’m reall.. more..Writing
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