Wilted Red Rose

Ever since you left,
I've felt more alone,
More distant,
More not myself.

Like a wilted red rose,
Searching for water
And sunlight so its petals
Can bloom again.

But the soil beneath the
Wilted red rose
Is dry and sad.
The sunlight non-existent.

Ever since you left,
I've felt the world stop.
Time stopped existing,
But the separation between us

Has grown further apart.
Strangers in the darkest
Of nights, waiting for the
Sunlight to illuminate 

Our broken and lonely hearts.
My skin missing the tips of
Your fingers, gently outlining
My body, generating goosebumps

All over my skin.
That feeling has been missing
For almost two years and 
No one has compared to you.

Your bright brown eyes
Staring into mine as if they
Somehow belonged.
Our bodies piecing together

As if we were some grand puzzle.
The shiver you generated through
My body was something inexplainable.
Just how my heart doesn't fail

To beat to your name rolling through
My mind as if you were meant to be there.
Living rent-free as you are nowhere to
Be found, missing you like the 

Wilted red rose misses the water and
Sunlight shining against its petals.
Droplets dripping from its stem,
Rejuvenation returning with happiness.

For some reason, letting go is so 
Much harder this time. 
As if it's a crime to talk to someone
Else or to be with someone else.

I've let you go countless of times.
But there is a weight that holds me
Down to reality that you aren't mine
To protect, to love, and to cherish.

Somehow that reality diminishes
When a memory films across
The black screen of my mind.
The feeling I felt with you was so magical.

A part of me wants to hold on and 
To keep my promise that I'm not going
Anywhere. The other part of me
Reminds me that if you really loved

Me then you'd come back.
And I'd gladly let you in.
I'd tell you that I love you.
That I want you.

That I believe in you with
Every breath I take.
That I'm not going anywhere
As long as you don't leave me again.

If you were to come back,
I'd hold you safe in my arms
As you cry into my sweatshirt.
Allow you to feel the wave 

Of static that fills your mind.
I'd remind you that you are so 
Much more than just a space in
This world, you're my soulmate--

My Clark Kent in disguise.
I'd make sure you feel loved.
And that the wilted red rose will
Bloom again beneath the sunlight.

I'd vow to forever be yours.
And you'd vow to always be mine.

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