fear of a death that wont bring peace
past, pacing down the hall at the end of the ward , I hear her name said outloud. I run to the sound of it , and i walk in to the room and i see her head on a pillow but shes gone by the time i get there. theres a rose in her hand and a note that says i love you and i always will for your the only woman that Ive ever loved and there'll never be another who cares for me the way you do, sincerely your dear lover chelsea. but you see the fact is i never see that day coming when she tells me how increbile i am and how much i care for her , she has a life now and i feel like i dont matter , like maybe i never did ; like I love her more than she could ever love me. so as the ink dries in this picture that is not of my future I say sadi vu shae to everything we ever had, or didnt have .
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