In my head we’re still together.
I’m practicing my lies with every man I
meet, so when you come back I’d know
exactly what to say.
I’m exploring my deepest fears so when
you come back I’d know exactly how to
help you.
I’ve fallen in love, so when you come
back I’d know exactly how to love you.
I keep expecting you through that door,
to just walk back into my life like
nothing has ever changed.
Just like before.
We’d just continue our day and pretend
to love one another just to avoid
confrontation.
I’d fall in love with you, when you’d fall
out of love with me.
Then you’d fall in love with me as I fell
out of love with you.
We could never love one another at the
same time.
Time caught up with us, and then
everything was there but nothing.
Nothing to fight for, nothing to ignite
us.
But strangely I’m still here, waiting for
you to come back and fill this void.
This void made up of long days.
While you’re in love with someone else.
You’re never coming back, I know.
Why?
Because, as I wait for you.
I’ve already left the grasp of my own
fists.
So afraid I’d lose myself if I let go.
I realized I’ve never known a more
peaceful place.
Give me a minute to bask in it.
I’d just like to wallow in the wait.



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