Sometimes I wish I could
go back to that last night
I lay next to you
in the darkness
listening to your breath
growing slower,
your laughter fading to sleep.
The sleepy, hushed words
from your lips then
belonged to my favourites.
I wish I could silently
slip out of your arms, just
to hear you whisper
Please stay with me.
And so I would remain
sitting by your side for a little longer
staring at you closing your eyes again;
unable to look away.
Your hand would rest in mine
and that warm caress of
your warm skin on
my cold skin
would be enough.
I would say goodnight,
the last one to ever tell
you in words
like that.
My heart seemed to know
that, as I let your hand
go and kissed you
for the last time,
it was a goodbye for ever.
It felt so much like
an ending
even when I could never
have known.
Never could have known
how those few hours of
that November night
would change
everything
between us.
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tides ○ a collection of poems
Poetrypoetry II. i'm still trying to find the right words started 15/3/18 all of the following poems, excerpts, thoughts and playlists are my own • remember to vote if you like it • please do not steal you can find the cover image here: https://pinteres...
