DeadLetterPoems

I have been listening to the same goddamn song for hours.  Just because it reminds me of how happy you made me. 

It is almost midnight.  Almost new year  It doesn’t feel like it. Maybe it is because you’re not here.  You are not here to kiss me at midnight.  You are not here so I can share my traditions with you.  I am waiting for the clock to strike midnight.  I am sitting beneath the table. Twelve grapes in hand  And gently touching my back tattoo I got for you.  It is midnight now. Happy new year  I miss you. 

How do you want me to tell you that the reason I feel like my entire world has collapsed is that I love you?  

All I want you to know. is that I miss you more than I remember you. 

It makes me angry.  It makes me so angry when you talk about her.  The thought of her being around you makes my skin crawl.  The thought of her hands on you makes my stomach drop.  The way your lips move as you talk about her makes me feel,  Like my heart would shatter if you said her name once more  Knowing that you think of her every day.  Makes me want to never have met you.

The worst thing about loving you was knowing  that no one would love you the same as I did.  No one would see you the way I did  No one would touch you the way I did  If I could  I would’ve brought you the moon and the stars on a silver platter  -me