Flash.
You were there sitting across from me.
Flash.
You were walking through the doorway.
Flash.
You were jogging down the street.
Wherever I looked, you were there,
Flash.
You were there coming through the school gates.
Flash.
You were coming towards me.
Flash.
You were standing in front of me.
Was this ever going to end...?
Flash.
You were there, holding out your arms.
Flash.
You were hugging me close.
Flash.
You were looking me in the eye, saying you loved me.
I knew at once I had fallen for your hells forsaken love.
Flash.
You were there.
Flash.
You were gone.
That's when I blinked back into reality.
YOU ARE READING
Flashes
PoesieThis poem perfectly describes the 'flashes' of the past or present that others get (more after having gone through a traumatic experence) while going through an day-to-day routine.