Backwards RomanceA Poem by Rosie BrooklinThis is simultaneously an explanation and an apology to the man who holds my heart.As days pass by like pages in the wind, I eagerly await the end of this chapter, Wishing I could skip ahead, to where you might one day be mine, But tragically, our story isn’t solely one of romance. Betrayal, regret, and desperation are also intertwined. Regret is why I keep turning back to the beginning. While I struggle to comprehend the ink, blurred by sorrow, The memories seep forward into the focus of my mind, Keeping me trapped in the past, unable to reach tomorrow. How could I make you understand that he was only comedic relief? The chambers of my heart hold not even one cell for him. But loneliness, liquor, and lack of love had intoxicated my soul. Though I longed for you, I let him trace every inch of my skin. Let this be clear: I am not the victim. I admit my mistake through the veil of cursive, Knowing full well that I am both the protagonist and antagonist of our desire. My love might never seem veritable, since your deep brown eyes saw my injustice, But I now have a mission: to eradicate our beginning with a passion of fire. I will burn my love into your skin with words of compassion and acts of adoration, So that I leave no doubt of my dedication for our possible eternity. The prologue of insufferable pain will be impossible to recollect, Because I will leave only ashes of what used to be.© 2018 Rosie BrooklinAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorRosie BrooklinTNAboutI am an aspiring writer with a passion for many different forms of art. These include literature, poetry, drawing, and music. I'm always willing to critique and looking for critiques, so feel free to .. more..Writing
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