Gone

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I felt the cool breeze,

Strangling me.

I felt cold,

So very cold.

if only you were there,

With me,

With your arms wrapped around me,

Whispering into my ear

That you loved me.

But ...

You are gone.

I have to move on.

It will be unbearable,

The feeling of trying to put my head high so I can move on to something,

To someone new.

it is not that easy;

It is not that simple.

You are not simple.

These circumstances are not simple.

No one said it was going to be.

No one told me anything...anything about life being simple,

About relationships being simple.

I guess it came with the package.

You are gone and I can feel my heart turning cold,

But moving on will the only way out of this mess I have created.

I know you will like that.

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