Do You Still Think of Me?

Do You Still Think of Me?

Do you still think of me

does the residual memory 

of my smile still make you weak

 

Does my silhouette still hide behind your eyes 

does the whisper of my voice 

still reverberate around your ears 

though we haven't spoke in a while

 

For the minute let's imagine

that first embrace

that perfect moment of grace

that helpless nagging feeling

that we were at the beginning of something real

 

nothing we'd imagined 

could have prepared us for the fall 

that cold embittered winter 

that sanded down our souls

 

Wish I could tell you how much it hurts 

not to feel your head on my chest 

as I lie awake in cold sweats 

dreaming but sleep deprived 

cursing my own foolish pride 

but I can't because you haven't 

yet changed your mind

 

Wish I had the means to turn back the clock 

to the moment when your kiss became my whole world

wish I lacked the knowledge 

of how life feels without you 

it burns a pain that my soul knows by heart

we tore down the building that wed been designing 

a haven away from the dark 

shelter  for both of our hearts 

we demolished brick by brick on a whim 

living in borrowed moments well never share again

 

I'm starting to slowly get over you

but not by choice 

and it scares me a lot 

wish all I heard was the song of your voice 

instead of the slow drone of my broken heart

 

As the shock waves continue their drill 

as the soul-quakes start to syncopate 

into a jagged ragtime

and the conductor takes a smoke break

the orchestra tries their best

to maintain an epic backline

 

Reviews

[Laura Lynn Close]

my favorite line is "sanded down our souls"

[Olmsted A. T.]

Thanks, I like that line myself.