haartbrakke
we embraced for the last time yesterday
you held me just as tightly as if it was our first
ran your fingers over my curves like you wanted to memorize them
caressed my hair gently like i was glass, as if i was fragile, like i would break
if i would've known yesterday what i know today
i would've held on to you tighter, would've clutched you to me tighter
would've kissed you longer, would've pressed my love into your skin
i would have whispered in your ear all that i could do for you, all that i would do to you
because you don't love me today
you don't love me anymore
When you told me "It's over"
I could feel my heart ripping to shreds
and my head starts spinning
vision getting blurry
vision getting spotted
It starts bubbling up inside of me and i heave and i drown in the scent of It
It smells like grass and earth
smells like heartbreak
tastes like failure, tastes like breaking up, tastes like Toni Braxton, and pure cocoa, tastes like your lips, like our last kiss, like you leaving me, like I'm not good enough
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Spineless
PoetrySilience ( (noun): The kind of unnoticed excellence that carries on around you every day, unremarkably-the hidden talents of friends and coworkers, the fleeting solos of subway buskers, the slapdash eloquence of anonymous users, the unseen portfolio...
