How do you feel when I walk in the room?
Ensared? As if your world has irrevocably shattered?
As if your heart will burst through your ribcage?
Running away from each other failed-
This painful longing brought me back here
A burning desire to to be with you
Creates such tumultuous chaos within me.
High on your presence I walk to you and
Ended our lives as we knew them eternally.
Author notes
"Both of us must suffer from the same unending ache." -- "Hot Knives" by Bright Eyes.
A contest entry
- Prompt Contest (B-4) by OhNoChastity.
1050 points, ended December 1, 2009, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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