Poem.
Letting him go.
I never have felt more pained,
as I let go of the back of his shirt.
He looks as if I betrayed him and my
eyes are glassy and my voice cracks.
He asks me, if I ever loved him.
So I whisper out the words stuck in
the back of my throat and he stares.
My voice is still cracking and the bridge
that held the both of us is letting us fall.
As we fall, we're falling into his tears.
I find myself stuck in the current of his
love and it is rougher than the seven seas.
Lightning and thunder sounds hit the sea
as if it is the sound of a sob that's forced back.
I continously whisper again and again,
I love you and I love you into I find my
self slowly sinking, bracing for the moment
when the sea embraces me into a hug.
I have never felt so empty in my life as I
gave my whole life to a boy who would
only throw it out, so I let him go.
I find myself being let go even after letting
something I believed that would only bring
happiness. I am still stuck in the whims of
the ocean and I look into the ocean with the
thought of his name on the top of my thoughts.
I let him go.
Poem. Letting him go. I never have felt more pained, as I let
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Oct 11, 2015 2:54pm
