pick out shooting stars and wish for you.
then one night you appeared.
endless green eyes, crooked smile.
dirty jeans and boots warn thin.
shirt unraveled...
workin' hands.
i was mesmerised. mostly smitten.
most of our days were spent in deep conversationl
lying next to you, laughing.
our bellies ached for each other.
my heart sank every time you had to leave.
your life there. mine here.
in those moments we only existed for each other.
we kept ourself hidden from the rest of the world.
late night dinners. slow dances in the barn.
you'd strum your guitar and i'd sing for you. you for me.
bottles of champagne, under the night sky.
wandering aimlessly on horseback until sunrise.
two dreams shattered when the little pink positive turned to a negative only after two months.
i waited for you to come back around.
dreamt of the days we'd be back to giggles and sweet kisses under the moonlight.
i waited for your strong embrace.
your shoulder to cry on.
but you weren't there. time grew longer. the days turned darker.
so much left unsaid, our connection torn.
i heard you left the country, so i waited for your return.
we were supposed to grow old together.
then, an unexpected call changed us forever.
"I'm sick, B".
i wouldn't trade those last few days for the world.
just us. latching onto everything we once were.
you poured your heart out.
talking grew rough. breathing got harder.
waiting for you to wake up, your mom held the phone to your ear everyday.
i watched you slip into that eternal dark that night.
my breath escaped me as your took your last.
so many words left unspoken. feelings left unresolved.
poems unfinished.
-b
No comments:
Post a Comment