sammaR.

Waiting by the river

We seamlessly would float down

Would…

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Those were the days,

The days that night crept up on us before we knew it

Wishing for more hours in a day

 

Love is a word

but

with you

it was a feeling.

 

What if I did die that day?

at least we would still have that river

it was controlled by the

way you lit the moon

a wreck occurred in more than one way though

 

I can’t tell if this is PTSD or Stockholm Syndrome

if we can’t be together what’s the point of love

couldn’t have been love?

Love is a fire you can’t extinguish

mine still burns
 

You created a huge part of who I am

called you my better half

made the moments in front of my name

 

Everyone I fall in love with breaks--

stomps , ravage, feasts

then digest and has a bile movement

with my fragile hollow muscular organ that pumps --

my heart

which is now just fragments from glass

in my feet, bruised hips, and a burn on my arm

but

please never forget

I love you even when you don’t love me back

frankly, the ocean we wanted to see will have to wait for the next lifetime.

I hope you moon drifters are off to see the world instead, it's such a crazy world.