November 10, 2021
I need a bandage for my heart,
Not because it bleeds,
But because I keep tearing at the edges and
Halting recovery.
I need a bandage to remind me,
I'm over my past habits,
And everything takes time to heal.
The sun rose too early and set too soon,
Its beautiful view at the back of my mind,
I decluttered my space to find emptiness,
Where were the feelings I used to bury here?
Perhaps in my haste, I had
Swept them away.
This empty room waits and waits and
Wait
I fear there will be nothing after
The mess is gone.
If I despair now, we can only go up from here.
YOU ARE READING
A Testament to When I Loved You
PoesíaA collection of poetry following the feelings of someone falling in love for the first time, although never quite making it anywhere, from the beginning to the end. Or, a testament to when I loved you without really understanding you. ----
