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A Once Softened Heart
Silence filled the room, cold and empty. It became too hard to shove aside the dull ache coming from within my body. An ache derived from the shattering of a once softened heart, head filled with half-formed regrets, I yet again come to recall our last conversation. It continues to haunt me, replaying within every corner of my mind like an echo. I remind myself that a heart can keep on beating even after it has been broken in two. You had chosen your words so carelessly, each practically falling from your mouth like the cold drops from a faucet, yet every word spoken was a dagger in me. Still, I wish more than anything to keep you close, to spend those countless hours of time wasting away through the laughs you had so graciously given me. We were never close, not physically at the least. I regret missing the opportunity to simply feel your hand collide with mine, to stand in your presence even if not to make a word for looking into your eyes would be enough for my soul to be filled with your light. You always saw the light, even when all I could find was darkness. You stayed so long, but now I just long to stay in your life. To not be forgotten or erased from your memory. I can’t forget you. No matter how much I try you creep into the depths of life everywhere I go, in the things we both love, in art, in music, in the smiles of others. But I have come to the realization I must let you go now, if I don’t I never will. Your love for me has faded away into the night’s grimmest of sky, with the stars glistening, dancing in the moonlight like the ones we always said we would lay under. I lay down now and will sleep with hopes that the sun will rise, and the pain will seem to have vanished even if just the slightest bit. Goodbye to a stranger with the most bittersweet of memories.
By Laura sloan8 years ago in Poets
What Is My Path?
What am I supposed to do? Where am I supposed to go? What am I supposed to be? Who am I supposed to be? In 3 months I will finish university.In 8 months I will graduate.What lies for me between months 3-8?What lies for me after month 8?Everyone gives me similar advice,"You are 21, just try anythingand you will find your path."Great, I will find my path.How does that help me now?I am sure they are right,one day I will.But what happens tomorrow?And the day after thatand all the days after until I stumbleupon the road of my destiny?Where will I find the courageto keep walking unpaved roadsuntil that fateful day,if ever it comes,when I find my soulmate, my passion,my path?
By Bea Santos8 years ago in Poets
