It was August 15th~
Forget me not’s waved ~ unseen.
their blue smearing the peripheral.
A forlorn brand was placed
marring my personal forever…
Hers… will be longer than mine.
Chilled, traveling thin-skinned emotions,
seeing before feeling
the rupture ~ shock waves
collapsing the bridge
between her heart,
and our home.
Wishing my own weeping
could cleanse away the ache
slithering bitter
tainting youths innocent pulse.
Words are so useless,
in times like this, but still~
I must try ~
Haunted, the atmosphere caressed damply,
collecting tears,
guiding their messages...
... somewhere ?
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