lv. I WAS FAR FROM RIGHT.
the moment in which two dots were connected
the second tears not only filled up my eyes but my lungs too for i felt like i was drowning in everything i had never known up until this morning with your back facing me in a soft slumber
this feeling, the burning sensation that erupted behind my heart all the way to the back of my throat, i felt relief but dissatisfaction, glory but never touching the revolution
you turned yourself
face to face with a soul so torn between leaving or staying
completely and utterly worn out she doesn't know how else to say it.
i never apologized for how things happened
for i took your glass bones that had healed with the help of my own hands
and watched you smash to pieces on the hardwood floor
of the bedroom we shared
and the way you reflected
off the sunshine that bounced through the window
i should've never left you like that
but it's too late to say sorry
for you still are trying to repair yourself after i whispered
i don't need you anymore.
YOU ARE READING
on this day.
Poesíaxvii, april. (ii). these words speak louder than i ever will. © playlist poetry h.r. : #55
