EstrangedA Poem by CéceMy fingertips are cold in my palm. Two, and why does it feel like one? Under my dress, my legs are bare, trembling. You liked this dress so much, remember? You liked this kind that blew in the wind and swirled when I spun. Hold me, I cry. Hold me again. I don’t know what to do with my tears. Please, please, don’t leave, why can’t I be good enough? Do you hear my heart beats because of you? Do you remember what you told me? When you made me laugh, held my hand, named me? Do you? You say you don’t. You don’t remember. Remember, remember! Please, please, or the tears on this night will last forever. Hold me, hold me, like you wanted to, like you told me you would, so many times. Did I ever tell you that I love you? Did I ever tell you? Don’t forget tonight, this night, the night my tears meant nothing to you and everything to me. © 2010 CéceAuthor's Note
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