thousands of miles
between us;
night hangs above me,
and day glows around you.
locked myself in a motel bathroom,
isolated from all the others,
all the fun,
all the happiness.
a blurred silhouette
stares back at me
in the fogged mirror.
how did i end up here?
how did it end up like this?
how did i end up like this?
a raised finger
presses against the glass
and swirls the dot into lines,
spelling out
letter by letter
your name
with a small heart
added to the side
for good measure.
pieces of me
came into clear
where i had last drawn,
starting to finally see who i really am
after losing myself in doubt
and self deprecating thoughts.
now that i could imagine you here,
my rock when i couldn't mind my grip,
you could pull me out of
the fiery pits of hell
where pitiful looks are not glanced,
where no one feels the heat
of the fire burning me,
and plant me back onto earth's land
and give me a fresh breath of air
when it's scarce where i sleep.
but in the spur of a moment,
my hand scrapes across the mirror,
erasing your name,
and scorching water pours,
so steam fogs the glass again,
erasing any trace
you were ever mentioned.
because i was scared that
someone would see,
someone would know.
and now that you're gone,
a blurred silhouette
stares back at me,
and i've let go of your hands
that struggled to pull me up
and
fall
back
down.
• • •
a/n: this has reached #85 in poetry which is a new record high and i'm honestly so happy rn?? thank you all so so so much again and i hope you all have a wondrous, dazzling day/night ❤️
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to you
Poetryto you, my love • words and thoughts i could never say to you, now finally spoken through a splatter of words on a page. • • a collection of poems written from the view of someone who's fallen in love. • • • (lowercase intended) 26 in poetry - sept...
