Months Have Gone By

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Month 1

You were sour

And I bitter

A hurricane

A tornado

so much the same

lead by destruction

we cause

but yet

so different from

each other

we pretend we

are opposite

shadow versus a light

but facing our dimmed reality

straightening our skewed perceptions

it is more like

black versus gray

a hurricane

or a tornado

wreaking harm

in our paths

leaving all but our pain behind

Month 2

now we're dancing

around each other

mimicking a Vienese waltz

easy to begin

hard to master

you were

graceful

beautiful

all that I wanted

but still

you loved her

she still captured

your innocence

made it hers

wound you up

turned you loose

I caught you

loved you

cherished you

but because

she sent you

you ran

back to her

and then there

we were

dancing our

Vianese waltz

Month 3

we were gone

away from others

gone gone gone

running away

suns to our backs

then suddenly pulled

back by a string

we thought we cut

yanked

tossed

then thrown into the world again

like marionette dolls

we moved on strings

controlled by

someone else

and then we broke

free

and once again

we're

gone gone gone

Month 4

4 months

and I'm tired

tired of feeling ignored

tired of being heartbroken

and I tried

tried to quit you

but you were like a drug

my friends telling me

"do you see the way he looks at you?"

"yes"

but I also see how he looks at her

and I dim in comparison

while I watch you walk away

with someone else

my lungs are burning

because I cannot get

a good breath

not anymore

with so much air in this world

you left me

unable to breathe

and all I'm asking

is for a little

of your air

so that I could

breathe again

Month 5

I've finally moved on

I think

but I'm afraid

afraid to let myself feel

for someone again

what if

they turn out to be

just like you

will I remember what to do

to make sure that I don't

get hurt anymore?

I keep asking

what if?

what if?

what if?

no one answers.

I'm sitting alone

wishing you were

the soul next to me

so maybe

I am not as over you

as I thought.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 04, 2020 ⏰

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