In the first few wisps of morn
while dreams still hold my eyes
your name lingers on my lips
and I reach out for you
but the room is cold
and I’ve grown old
watching from windows
for a break in the rain
I remember a time
I said I didn’t love you
but I lied
♦
I remember my sharp words
like wicked daggers
straight through your heart
like a stone
and how the look of surprise
in your blue blue eyes
changed from loving me
to hatred
by then it was too late
I’d made my mistake
and my world had grown so cold
♦
It was a lifetime ago
though it plays in my mind
like an endless lonely dream
Drip by drip
Drop by drop
and we’re back on that street
and I said what I couldn’t
unsay
I will never forget
and I’m torn with regret
When I left you in the cold cold rain
∞
by Strawberryindigo.
So moving… too beautiful!
Speechless! 🙂
Thanks Udoji 🙂
That is such a lovely poem – I had to read it several times to savour the rhythm. Very nice and sad too. 😀
Hi Cathy: Thanks. It was an exercise in creativity for sure. I am not pining away for someone, I want you to know that. 🙂
Glad about that!
Me too! 😉 haha
Beautiful! Eloquent – definitely unrequited love! Penny, 🙂
Thanks Penny! 🙂