A Memorable Love
I felt it in the marrow of my bones at night without him.
The bedsheets felt empty as the eventide grew dim.
Our saga ended when he closed the door with ease,
as all of our adoration and affection began to cease.
It was as if he blew away in the midnight breeze.
We always had the proclivity to share a life of grim.
My barren skin misses his firm arms holding strong.
He never had the temerity to make me feel wrong.
Now I await the moment I am free from the weeping,
as all of his little secrets I shall always be keeping.
I am abandoned and forsaken left not sleeping
feeling as if I don’t fit in with people or belong.
I attest to all I know that I shall always be miserable.
Forgive me for my tendency to be sad and deplorable.
All I know is that one day I pray I can be me once more
without this gaping aperture in my heart so galore.
For there is a no nuance about who I was before,
as I reminisce on what we had, a love so memorable.
Eight Word Challenge
John Hamilton
November 24, 2018
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