news coverage of you haunts me
that picture they use doesn't look like how i remember you. i thought i could never forget your face but each time i see your picture in the news, i see the face of a stranger
it is like looking at a lifeless clone, a empty smile and glossy eyes. even the clothes you're wearing don't look like yours
the more the picture is shown the more i consider maybe it was me who didn't know you.
which robin was mine, which version of yourself did you save up for only me
and why did you kill her so cruelly.
when you took your own life did you not see your also murdered that version of myself i gave to you.
the part of me i gave willing to you, the part you buried to deep into your heart and swore to protect
i gave the best version of myself to you.
i gave the only version of myself i liked to you, now shes gone too.
that girl i knew, the robin i knew. she will live in my heart and dance across my memories and i will take care of her
thinking only of you fondly
speaking of you through a smile
remembering the smallest of details about the happiest of days we shared
i will remember my robin.
YOU ARE READING
Robin
Short Storyrobin, you had convinced me there was beauty in this world if you knew where to look. shown me how to find joy when there was nothing to be happy about. made me believe i don't have to live for anything other than myself and that that's enough. but...
