Poetically Informed | Explained
Yes, please...let me go. Get over me. Remove me from your current thoughts and your stored memory. Let it be as if you never knew me because, after all, you never really did. It wasn't me by your side or walking with you in stride. It wasn't me who was there early in the morn at the break of first light. So, what did you lose...nothing.
I remember all the aches and pains you weren't there to ease. I remember all the lonely nights when your "love" eluded me. There was no love, you see. We only dreamed of a love that would never be.
I can still feel the goddess of false hope creeping up my spine. Like the sands of an hourglass in rewind. I can still feel the desolate breeze hitting me as if to say hello in hell but only to tease me.
Lustful breaths, recurring oaths, broken records come and go.
Words were never a strength for us. We lived our love like ghosts.







