When Love First CameA Poem by kookoobananasjust a simple account of my first love & first heartbreakLove first came to me quietly Breathing on the back of my neck Whispering his question with caution Begging to be let in It came to me with hesitant Footsteps Keeping careful count of Each move he made Not wanting to break eye contact Avoiding fast gestures In attempts to tame me When love first came To me I didn’t even know That he was inside of me Until he was burrowed so deeply that The thought of being without him made me feel Desolate Made me feel inhuman A simple creature of Barbaric origins The thought of “Without him” Wounding me on a level that I could not yet comprehend… When love first came to me I was blind to Anything dark Blinded by his everything When I closed my eyes His spirit filled up the frame and It was all tinted with this White light and I remember thinking to myself: “Could this be heaven?” When he came to me I was So damn young And I knew on some deeper level that I was walking on landmines but I just kept going Barefoot and oblivious to the fact that Forever didn’t actually fit Into any real sentence So I wiggled my feet in the dirt Instead of proceeding with caution like I had Previously planned And I unknowingly opened the gates And let love set its roots in my Soil All the while ignoring the fact that Nothing lasts and 15 years is not a Solid foundation for Anything… But by then I had already Lost the battle. When love first walked out on me I Did not hold my head high I got down on Both knees and I Begged him to stay by My side but he was Already half-way out the door with his Arms in his sleeves and his Laces tied tight and I was sitting alone Curse words burning in my Throat and snow on the ground I was sitting Alone And all around me they began to Explode Selfish little landmines Loaded with his sounds And his scents and the lessons He taught me And then I was introduced to this new Sort of physical pain As if my heart had Ceased to beat As if I could not breathe Or eat or see or even focus for more than one second On anything because I could only find Solace in my dreamless sleep And I still woke up every morning With tears in my eyes © 2013 kookoobananasAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on March 6, 2013 Last Updated on March 6, 2013 Tags: love, heartbreak, firsts, youth, euphoria, pain, obliviousness AuthorkookoobananasSan Diego, CAAbout19 year old psych major who is trying to get it all down on paper, with the right flow. Jill Scott is one of my biggest inspirations! And I hope that I never get sick of writing poetry. Please feel fr.. more..Writing
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