Times like This

This poem was written after a hard break up I went through.

It’s times like this,

The ones that I fall on the floor crying,

That I miss your subtle kiss,

The one that kept me from dying,

That kept me trying. 

It’s times like this,

When I’m alone in my room,

That I miss your subtle kiss,

That kept me from my doom, 

And made me want to bloom. 

It’s times like this,

When I see my utter demise,

That I miss your subtle kiss,

That saw the beauty in my eyes,

And saw through my lies.

It’s times like this,

When I look around, 

That I miss your subtle kiss, 

That drowned all sound, 

And made me realize I was stabilized on the ground.

It’s times like this,

When I lie in bed so cold,

That I miss your subtle kiss,

That made me feel so bold,

And as rare as gold.

It’s times like this, 

When I’m reminiscing times of bliss,

That I miss your subtle kiss, 

That pulled me out of the abyss, 

And into the furnace.

It was warm and dangerous, 

And made me a bit more adventurous, 

I’d do anything to go back to those times,

When I knew your kiss,

But now it’s a bell in the distance,

I can’t see it but I hear it’s everlasting chimes.

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