Poems: Gade 12- Present Day

And The Plot Sickens me.

To think, this started with

"I love you."

Our exposition.

We rose tall hand in hand,

Laid bare under the stars,

Woke every morning to eachothers faces, in our very own place.

I thought: This was it. Our climatic peak, not one shared within our bed sheets.

I stepped down, taking a knee.

I thought this was our "fate"; People who were meant to be.

Pulling out a ring, not the brightest, but made it from the bones surrounding my heart.

You took it, and held it close in your palm,

Before something in my head, warned the alarm.

"I'm sorry, But no. I have to leave, its my time to go."

I stood up; Alone.

The door was left open. No service for a phone.

The tears fell, as did I. I perused the memories as I drove off,

Lingering too close to bridges, rivers, wishing for the rocks.

A year passed...

And almost another...

Until my door opened again.

Your ghostly silhouette, standing tall within the frame.

I knew I shouldn't let you in again.

"May I kiss you?" He spoke. I choked on the word 'yes' and gurgled out 'No.'

Shutting the door.

I can't help but think, of where it was we would go.

We're we meant to be?...

Or did was this another game just made for me?...