Tuesday, 12 April 2011

Rediscovered 007

Sometimes I don’t think about it,

There are moments that pass without the thought even entering my mind.

But then there’s the lurking fear that it’ll hit me...

It’ll hit me when I least expect it.

Like when I see a really cute puppy on the street

And I get out my phone, eager to let you know

Eager to share this moment with you...

And then I realise I have nowhere to send a text to

Or
When I wake up in the morning and feel happy

And I lie there, calm, letting the morning rays cast their light on my life

And then I realise that some part of me is still shrouded in shadow

The sun hasn’t been able to touch that part of me

that feels empty now.

I remind myself that this was a choice.

It was your choice.

You’d changed since you met me.

I’d helped you change.

So... maybe it was our choice.

But, oh sweetheart, when I lie in the morning missing you; your smell, your touch, your taste... Everything seems so unfair and I can feel the tantrum bubbling up in my chest, threatening to boil over.

And so here I sit.

Impatient

And not waiting

But I won’t move from this space without you. 

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