Footsteps

The tea half drunk,

The tags ripped off,

The room now empty,

Save me and my memroy.

I shiver despite the heater,

My body confused.

Calm now,

Angry now,

Fearing the future now.

The night will be sleepless,

My mood never fixed.

Take the pictures down quick.

Remove the words you wrote,

Not so long ago.

"I miss you already."

Now new words:

"Goodbye, Charlie."

Oh, why must you use my name?

Why must you say it with those red eyes?

Why must you hold me so long?

And now I hear footsteps on the porch,

And I hope.

I listen for the door,

Anticipate the key I gave you.

I imagine an embrace, 

Imagine words of regret,

Barely heard through sobs.

The footsteps are still now,

I hear the keys shake.

For three moments I wait,

Before the neighbor's door opens,

And the footsteps disappear.

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[Kay/Hayden]

A very spine chilling poem, love the first few lines! Very well used flow and imagery. "Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." -Ralph Waldo Emerson
Love, Kay

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Love this this is brilliant and beautiful

[Beccy]

Such anticipation; the heart leaps, beats faster; you pray for the door to open; but then comes the let down, the fall back to the reality that it really is over.

A poem that many can relate to, and so very well articulated.

Beccy.

[alpha_girl]

Your work is deep and amazing. keep it up