Reminders...

Reminders...

A Poem by Stephanie S

Reminders of you, everywhere

One more token to show

That you no longer care

Pieces of you

That you left behind

They keep bringing me back

to a happier time

and make it even harder for me

to get you off of my mind

 

Pictures of us, all over my place

Are making it hard for me, to forget your face

The necklace for my birthday

I still wear around my neck

Probably not the best way, to help me forget

 

All your sweet love letters

tucked away in a box, underneath my bed

They recap, all of the loving words

That you once had said

 

The teddy bear that you gave to me

he was supposed to keep me company

when you couldn’t be with me

now he is just sitting there

taunting me about the love

that we no longer share

 

Your bottle of cologne, that still sits upon my dresser

It spills into the air,  your familiar scent

and keeps making me long for the days

when we were much more content

 

And I just came across, another one of your shirts

DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW MUCH THIS HURTS?

And your damn shaving cream

You left underneath my sink

Now all I can do is think and think...

 

How much longer is this going to take?

Till I’m cured from this miserable pain and heartache?

And how come even though

your Love for me is dead and gone

I can still feel  mine for you

Deep inside,

       Burning strong

 

And I don’t know what it is, that I am supposed to do

when all I can do, is keep thinking of you

And it makes it hurt even more

when I have all of these reminders

that I keep coming across

to constantly remind me of the love

that I regretfully

               lost....

© 2008 Stephanie S


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loss of love for whatever reason is painful. You may get rid of all the objects which remind you of happier times but not the memories themselves. Time passes and their power grows less,As in self defence you edit your memories

Posted 16 Years Ago


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Stephanie S
Stephanie S

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"I want to feel passion, i want to feel pain, i want to weep at the sound of your name....come make me laugh, come make me cry,,,just make me feel alive!" i find myself writing from time to time, an.. more..

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