"I know I was selfish. I was so young and stupid to not realize it." I say looking down to the floor.
"Realize that it should have been me all along?" He says raising his voice a bit. I could tell he was hurt his words were laced with sadness & pain.
"Yes, but now I'm not so young." I say finally looking him in the eyes. As I started to walk closer to him. He took a step back making the space between us more unbearable to me.
"And?" He asked running his hands down his face in frustration.
"It has been you , all that fucking time. You were the one. You were the one that I should have chose." I said stepping closer to him so I could grab his fragile face in my hands.
"It isn't too late." He whispers , barely enough so that I could hear.
"It isn't?" I say surprised & relieved.
"No." He says grabbing my hand and letting it fall by my side.
"Why did you-"
Before I could finish my sentence I felt his hands grab my face & press his lips to mine. I could taste the salt from the tears he let slip earlier.
I pulled him closer. Taking in this moment that we have wanted since that winter night. Everything was falling into place. This time I'll never let him go.
YOU ARE READING
My bleeding heart
PoesíaI have written a lot of poetry and thought it would be nice to post on here. Every poem that is posted is by me from my brain. please do not steel but you may share. thank you , hope you enjoy!
