Sometimes, I'm afraid
that I'm forgetting your face
and the sound of your voice.
Sometimes, I'm afraid
the grip you had on my
heart and brain
is fading away into a confused
jumble of memories
that I have to stow away
to look at another day
in order to stay sane.
They grieve and I watch, lost.
Did I love you at all?
The tears won't fall.
You're stuck in time while
time moves on.
You'll miss out on my life,
and sometimes that strikes me,
like a blow to the face,
but then I get distracted
and you melt away.
You weren't supposed to go,
not then, not yet.
You weren't supposed to go
until you'd seen more of my life -
but life has a way of choosing for itself
the choices we'd rather make.
Maybe I'm crazy for accepting this,
for thinking you're okay,
in a better place.
Sometimes I see you in dreams,
and then wake up to know reality.
I'm left empty.
I'm slowly losing you
and that's not what I wanted to be,
but some day, maybe,
you'll remind me.
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To the World...(A Collection of Poems)
PoetryZelda Aurora Gabriel has been writing poetry from the time she was 13. She is now 25. Different from others her age, poetry became an outlet and a means of understanding a world that often didn't understand her. "To the World" is a compilation and a...
