Memoir

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Her faulty smile etched into my mind like a pencil on paper.

The tears dripping down in the aftermath.

The hollow expression hiding the gray lies.

The melancholic stare angled at the ground with regret.

Her beaming grin.

His glare, not holding back any hate.

The laughing. That stupid, poisoned laugh.

The emotions flaking off as if it was makeup, revealing the blank reality.

The helplessness.

The realization. The ultimate truth.

The crushing prayer for it to get better.

The following stares that I ignore, hiding my face of hurt.

Her shining behavior.

The last chance to grip onto something real.

The following disappointment as the memories hurt more with time, to my surprise.

The worry.

Running from it all.

The solution tainted red.

Her frustration.

The moment when it leaked.

I can access it all. I can picture it clearly in my head.

I wish I couldn't.

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