Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by BelovedDreamer, Jun 4, 2007.

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  1. BelovedDreamer

    BelovedDreamer Well-Known Member

    It thought about killing myself
    the last night I spent with you
    because I wanted you to be
    the last thing I saw
    the feeling I felt
    when you smiled at me over your shoulder
    to be the last thing I felt
    I wanted to die in such
    bittersweet happiness.
    I refused to drive you home
    saying I was too tired
    and I was
    but not the way I intended you to take it.
    I knew that if I drove you home then
    that if that was the last moment I spent with you
    if I had to say goodbye
    at the door to your flat
    and drive away
    alone in the middle of the night
    through the empty town
    with an empty passenger seat
    to my empty room
    that I would have driven
    that soulless rental car
    into a tree
    rather than go back to a bed empty of you
    to a room that smelled of your cigarettes
    already going stale
    to a dent in the covers in the shape of your hips.
    I would have said goodbye to everything
    rather than say goodbye to you
    in that surreal instant.
    But you stayed
    and I slept in the comfort of your presence
    and in the morning drove you home
    held still in your arms one last time
    watched you turn and walk away
    one last time
    up the stairs and through the heavy door
    and then I drove away
    drove myself home in circles
    crying until I felt as empty
    as my room.
  2. theleastofthese

    theleastofthese SF Friend Staff Alumni

    Words fail me... but you're damn good at expressing yourself. I just wish the feelings you were expressing weren't so sad, so bitter, so lonely.:sad:
  3. kindtosnails

    kindtosnails Staff Alumni

    Powerful, heartbreaking and so damn true as always. i always look forward to your writings. Hope writing it helps some. :arms:

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