Tuesday, November 27, 2018

Two syllables, no sound

Yours will be the goodbye I prepared for
The last kiss that I anticipated
The hug that fell short and the reason for my secrets and walls being infiltrated

I still fight back feelings of letting go
And twist out of farewell's grip
I'm losing my best friend
And dodging lost in any corner that I find him
Because with you, I was found.

Now I'm just empty space

But you and I both know you can't stay.
You're taking off the bandages that have bound me together so slowly..
As if to slip away unnoticed
But it won't work, because
You were the only one who noticed me

JQP

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