2013
I've come to terms with the fact
That loneliness is something I'm supposed to feel before it ever gets better.
But there's you.
And your smile,
And your fingertips.
They make me believe for the seconds I see you that my time has come and that loneliness is saying farewell.
But it seems I am a coward
And you draw your hand back, away from my side
Away from the goosebumps running down my skin
And your feet move quickly-
Away from me.
And I am left of only the memory --
And it torments me late at night when I am left alone to think only
About you.
And your smile,
And your fingertips.
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Love-Struck Poetry Collection
PoetryA compilation of my love poems over the years. From the first time my heart was broken at 15 and the journey that led to my wedding day.
