Poems and excerpts from books I probably won't write.

I know it well

You know that feeling?
That bone deep realization
That sweet yet ruthless moment
When you realize You really did love him
You were young
And reckless
And perhaps Naive
But you loved him in the way that drowns you in its depths.
And in this moment of realization,wherever you are,stop.
Take a deep breathe.
Let the pain wash over you.
Let it soak you in the anguish of loss.
And finally
Finally
Finally
When you can not hold your breathe any longer;
Come up for air.
-AlR