poetry scribbled on the palms of your hands
out past curfew
two drinks past your limit
i was a miracle elixir
trying to repair every wound
rewrite the memories you wanted to forget
chasing stars was all you could do
as you grasped onto each moment
like it would be your last
i am not ashamed of what happened
hidden in your bedroom
i know there are stories about me
ones you've longed to share
late night traffic lights remind you
of the times when we'd just drive
and talk for hours
about anything and everything
now someone else is in the passenger seat
i wonder how many times we've crossed paths
missing each other by fractions of a second
would we recognize each other in a crowded room?
i've grown out my hair like you always suggested
finally started that show you always swore i’d enjoy
sometimes i get the urge to text you
tell you about all the things we talked about doing
how i finally got around to doing them with someone else
how happy certain things made me
you were my best friend
my partner in crime
i would have jumped off a cliff and into the ocean
if you had just said the word
but he said it first
there are many things i’m unsure of
but when i look at the stars
i know you're still their chaser
and that‘s something that will never change
About the Creator
joi poetry
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