I sit,
all wrapped up,
in your soft shirt.
It keeps the cold at bay,
for the most part.
There is still an inner chill,
one that runs up and down my spine,
at the thought of the future.
How could I doubt that we won't be together down the road?
How could we not be as we are now?
That cold run right through to my bones.
You're always there for me,
but what if one day you aren't?
What if something happens?
How will I go on?
I clutch at the sleeves,
of the shirt that is far to big for me.
If I hold on tight enough,
I can keep you right here.
Beside me.
Pressed against me.
But then I hold nothing.
You're gone with the breeze.
And all I can do,
is collapse,
into tears.
A contest entry
- Not So Happily Ever After (Romeo And Juilet) by HereComesTheSun.
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this hit really close to home where i now have tears in my eyes you really reached into my heart and brought out a memory i try to forget. wow i almost dread reading this (in a good way) great work
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this was a really great write, heartbreaking but so beautiful. You did well at showing love as well as the pain that came about with the loss. I liked how you talked in the present but when you got to reality the loss had already occured. great write
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thanks so much!!
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oh dear... i'm so sorry.
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It's alright. It's kind of a tribute
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ah! i see.
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