I remember a time when I told you everything.
I remember our sleepless nights together, Staying up and typing away, punishing our innocent phones.
I remember how you fell asleep during our session.
I remember how we always had more to say, The words flowed then.
The emotions found their way through the invisible barrier of distance.
I remember how I explained, how I wanted you to know and understand even my most irrelevant thought.
I can't go back. That's a death sentence. I'll let the pain of the memories be my healing.
You're my pain now, you healed me once.
You can do it again...only differently now.
I'll feed on the hurt. I'll read every word over again till I can't cry anymore. I'll hurt till I'm numb.
It'll fade then. Then and only then will I become the ice I was before you thawed me.
Ice...beautiful, but cold.
YOU ARE READING
Lost in me
PoetryWords from the deepest part of my blood red heart. Pouring up everything with each heartbeat. I'll show you my mind...but you can't reach it.