it's been 7 years
and I miss it, I miss you
no, I miss the familiarity
that you brought
I miss the me that I was
remember when we were laughing?
heads up in the sky
existing in the present and
no where else?
remember how it felt?
we were young back then
naive
assuming our present will forever be our reality
and I didn't know a reality
of which you weren't a part of
I'm older now
and I know
nothing's constant
and I'm going to lose everything I adore,
all over again
and I want to hold on it
I'm trying to hold on it
but I can't
it's slipping
you didn't disappear
out of the blue
it was gradual
like stretching of a rope until
it is precariously held together
by mere strands of thread
before they snap too
and so it didn't hurt
not really
but 7 years later,
here I am in my room,
miles away from you,
with half the rope in my hand
wondering when it broke.
wondering why did it have to?
anyway I wish I could say I want you back
but I don't
I don't know the person you've become
I'm not sure if I want to
so I'm not going to reach out
you see, I don't want to taint my memories of you.
but just know that you'll be there
and I'll be there
forever in them, laughing
and I'm going to miss it
YOU ARE READING
Words Unsaid
PoetryA collection of my poems about love, crushes, depression, feeling lonely and pretty much all the emotions I go through as an angsty teenager :P Hope you enjoy! I've been adding to this book since I was 15 (I'm 21 now). The poems get better as the b...
