Most of my poems are not about something that happened to me, I place myself in certain situations and just imagine how I would feel...
Alone again, I'm sitting here
the thoughts of you surround me
the radio is playing our song
the memories of us are all around me.
The rose you bought so long ago
the picture that captured your smile
even your scent still lingers in the room
damn-I haven't held you in awhile.
The pillow still holds the indent of your head
your jeans lay on the floor still folded
I can't believe it's come to this
what happened to the life we molded?
The letters you gave promising me your love
the text messages bidding me goodnight
dozens of emails~I've memorized them all
still, I can't get out of bed to turn on the light.
Tears stained tissues wadded up on the floor
my swollen eyes are open, but they want to close
I thought our life was well worth living
but it's now another life you have chose.
Two kids, two cars and a nice ass house
we had it all while we were married
yet I have to try to get over you
because your feelings for me you've buried.
