Poetry

Haunted Memory

I woke up this morning and your face wasn't next to mine. Your face wasn't there. It's like you vanished in a minute. In an instant.

I remember kissing your hand. Your lips.

The long walks across the beach. Across the universe.

And all the things that belongs to the past. To the past that our relationship belongs to.

I took a deep breath and got up.

I feel like i'm sleep walking since you left me. I feel like i never woke up after the last goodbye kiss.

I opened the window and the air blew all of my thoughts away. All of my thoughts of you.

I stared a bit at the people that are crossing my street. Everyday. The same hour. The same minute.

People call this phenomenon routine. I call it a choice.

I open the water streaming. As i'm hearing every drop of the water in my bath tub.

I feel the warm water hugging my naked body. My naked soul. My naked feelings and thoughts.

I lay my head on top of my bath tub.

I breath in. I raise my left hand up in the air as i'm starting to cry. I close my eyes really tight.

I cannot remember what happened next. I woke up and still you weren't there.

The End