Love Poem: In the Mourning
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Written by: Darion Price

In the Mourning

(the sun rises) blurry...as he gains consciousness and notices the beautiful woman laying
next to him.."WHA...WHAT HAPPENED??" her hair pitch black..like brown skin..the sheets hug
her curves...she sleeps so beautiful...did he have something to do with her exhaustion..if
only he could remember... She turns and opens her eyes..as the sun hits her brown eyes she
speaks.."good morning baby"..."good morning to you too" his face still puzzled as to who
she really is.." is everything okay hunnie??"..."I don't know..I can't remember.." his
mind blank to her existence.."can't remember what?"...he slightly pauses the
replies.."you"...as he leaves the bed she grabs his arm and tears well in her eyes.."so
you don't remember this??" she raises her hand wielding a gold wedding band..encrusted
with bright canary diamonds in a uniquely made pattern..his face dropped..and so did her
tears.."HOW COULD YOU FORGET??" but I'm his condition he couldn't find an answer...his
mind..diminishing by the hour..but..thing..returning to him...he remembers...he dress..the
smile on her face that day..but something was missing..a huge gap of memories..how could
he forget.."I REALLY DON'T KNOW" he walked out of the room into the bathroom..leaned over
the sink...and another came back..her standing behind him...caressing his back.."I can't
live without you baby" but why...why are these memories not there ??..he washes his
face..and she walks in...stands behind him and rubs his back.."I can't live without you
baby" DEJA VU..."last night was so amazing..can't you just act like you still love
me..please.." his face said everything.."I wish I could remember what you are talking
about" he notices no ring on his finger..what really happened..?? WAIT...there it
is..him..her...they..yea that's it..."I'm supposed to pick up the divorce papers today"
she backed away..and he felt her heart drop... It hurt..hurt more than any gunshot
wound..more that a limb being torn off... And he showed no emotion..they had the world in
their hand..that night..but in the morning..the love they had..was left in that night.. . . .