Whispers

by Jenni Marie   Jan 25, 2013


I keep telling myself I don't miss you. That I can do better and that we were
clearly never meant to be. I tell myself you've changed far too much and
that we could never rectify this. Soft whispers, whispering in my head
prompting firm repeats of all those sentiments.

It's ironic, isn't it? I used to hate all those teenage love cliches uttered
by a fool-some thirteen year old who didn't know any better. And yet now,
I find that I can relate completely. For the world we created
has crumbled, debris floats around us and I'm desperately
fumbling to find a way out.

But I'm so lost.

Be quiet for just a moment... can you hear that? Whispers in the wind
reminiscing of what we used to be and what once was. Showing us
not what is but what could have been if only we'd treated
the once existing love a little better than we ever did.

For it was took for granted for so long, unappreciated and uncared for
and I guess it finally had all it could take
before it began to morph into mutual dislike and irritation.
Before it came to a stop and now it presently borders on hate.

Shh, can you hear that? Whispers of happier memories fighting for control
trying to destroy those repeated sentiments. It's such a shame
that what once was is now nonexistent.
We never fully appreciated each other, little things became big things
and we just expected instead of fighting for one another the way
we should have done.

I don't miss what we are, but what we were.
Love needs nourishment and care to thrive and grow.
I guess we starved.
But now, I'm ready to eat. I'm ready to fight.

Are you?

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  • 11 years ago

    by Chelsey

    This was such a raw write Jenni....This reminds me of my writing actually because I write very personal deep writes, whatever is on my mind is exactly whats written and that is what you have done here....

    Life is something we all get wrapped in, especially couples, we get busy, we take each other for granted, we say things we dont mean, we forget to fight for each other and not against each other...it happens, but the positive thing is you recognized it....where many people dont, which is why the divorce rates are so high...people dont fight for love anymore and its sad....

    I hate this feeling...of remembering how happy you once were with someone to how unhapp you are, but you know its something that can be fixed, you just arent sure if that person wants to fix it...its heartbreaking, but strength and persistence can get you a long ways especially if that person is ready to fix it as well...

    Beautiful write. very relatable to those who have been in a tough relationship before!

  • 11 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Jenni, I don't know how long it's been since I've read your writes but this poem took my breath away. The sincerity in it, and the way your own voice speaks with struggle and wisdom, has opened up my eyes. I really felt a journey through this, there were so many personal emotions and you come through as this woman of love who is thinking back....and missing what you were. This was such a reflective piece. The feelings of loss were strong and it broke my heart you're feeling lost. I also like the significance of whispers...it makes it more contemplative, like you are reaching out one last time for this memory to make you both see what could have been. I know this happens too in friendships and it has with a friend from the past, especially concerning certain things she did in her life that bothered me. I should have moved past that, seen the person in her and not let the little things take control like you said. The most moving part to me was this: "Love needs nourishment and care to thrive and grow. I guess we starved. But now, I'm ready to eat. I'm ready to fight. Are you?"

    Gosh the inspiration and strength here!!! In such short lines, I feel like I could quote this in some end-of-the-world situation lol...or if I'm reclaiming my life and ready to go out and face the world head-on. I adore the question at the end, you won't give up now, you'll make it through and if this person is willing to do the same, it will begin another chapter of life.

    Beautiful, made me think so much! :]

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