A starless sky. Silence. Just silence.
My tears are suspended like a last heartbeat.
I try to breathe, I try to write the pain away.
(I miss you.)
I’m a girl with moonlight on her lips. Insomnia, an unraveling ocean.
Broken love, bruised moon.
I stitch myself up (forgive, just forgive). But the rose has no petals left.
A river flows, it carries away all the moments that can never come.
Loneliness is pooling and I’m starved for oxygen. Promise me: it will not end in regret.
(I still miss you.)
I’m a girl suffocating on roses – unclaimed love letters. A quiet storm.
I’m the poet-girl drifting between evanescent dreams and cloudy days. Longing for what fills the void.
(I miss you, like I miss the moon.)
Your face fades, but I still remember your smile.
And I’m a girl, trying to survive. I can barely contain the ocean inside.
My heart aches. A never-ending state of suspension/uncertainty.
Dream static, a half-breath, a constant sadness. I wish you were here.
The sky is violet, and I’ve been waiting for so long. In my last dream I asked for rain so I could hide.
A flood of lies and half-lies (“I’m fine. Everything’s fine. Tomorrow I’ll be ok.“).
Fading bruises, fading faith. Tomorrow I’ll be somewhere else.
I’m a girl inside an unlocked cage.
“One of these days I’ll run away“, I say. “One of these days.”
. . . . . .
I whisper his name, (oh god, we are lucky we are mortal) and sink into my own dying sunset. I sink with the sun.
And now it’s all dark again.
And I still miss you.
. . . . . .
An echo from a dream or a different timeline. Fragments of a love story. I’m not your Annabel Lee. I’m not Amy and you are not Rory. Maybe in a different time… Different place… Maybe…
But for now let’s call it a night.
Wow… your writing is so good! This was really beautifully written. <3