A Farewell to my Prom Date

The last words I've chosen for that special guy who took my hand for one night.

Here it is,

my final gift for you.

Wrapped in confusion

is this farewell poem. 

For so long, I hung by a shred of expectation

consoled by the songs of gossiping sparrows. 

I stood alone beneath your Endeavor

until you crushed me

with weighted, absent silence. 

I peel your shriveled hands off my heart, 

and throw them into the corner, with my childhood skin. 

Here's my gown of glittering jewels

to fill the void of your king-size bed. 

I thought it rude to leave you

With only a dress dipped in the scent of my memory.

So I give you these last words, 

that you, most likely, will not reach out to grasp. 

Thank you, for one night of beauty

under a ship that pierced the stars.

And despite the silence that sliced our embrace, 

I can say I held an angel

down on Earth for one whole night. 

Author's Note

Thank you so much for reading my poem! I hope you enjoyed it!

Reviews

[sinNsincerity]

Loved this poem, I took me back to my prom night.
Great description =D

[Elisa]

Thanks! :)

[Horizons]

This write reminds me your one of the best writes called "Summer Nights". Through your words I should say that your poetic soul & the blushed heart appreciate your persona with your such 'literary' talent which further helps you getting explored with much truth, power, & wisdom belonged to 'romantic-nights' (love). You've nicely captured your real nice moments of your "prom-night" in words. I'm sure, the guy you wake up with in the morn, would have taken you to the end of the shore of this heart, to extreme where only the love understands the value of spirit, emotions, & romance as well. Nice work.

[Elisa]

Wow thank you so much! Unfortunately, my prom date didn't have a heart as poetic as yours!

[Horizons]

Lol - Now I think, you should have been with me that night instead of moving round n round on around him. (Kidding)

Elisa, Love's itself a phase of poetry that brings lovers (two romantic spirits) close to each other. And... when you are in love, & breathing along with your special someone, your hazel-spirit never wishes to have anything else. Whether he's poetic or not, if you truly love him, he's and would always be the best, & much better than me; than other poetic souls, even he`d be the best choice (just for you) than the whole universe... as long as he "Treasures" you, & your breathless love as well. So, if you are in love of him, every word he blows to your lips (blows to you through his mouth made for you) would be as poetic as the creation of love. You only have to see it all through the open-eyes of your bare-baked heart. Even the winds direct you to peace. Close your eyes... & breath whatever he brings to you whether poetic or not... To you, he`s himself an open-page (a book) of romance that needs to be written with an ink of yous (your love).... in the form of poetry. But the condition is, he must be devoted to you, whole.

[Elisa]

Thank you for the encouragement. That really means a lot to me. He liked me, and I liked him, but he let his fear/shyness get in the way of loving me. I was waiting and waiting for his love to overcome his fear, but it never happened.

[Horizons]

Let him take time. The heart`s always under the real of lover's destiny. It means, as long as his destiny ain`t allow him to conquer your love, he won`t take a step ahead. But if his love's true to you, i`m sure, he'd kiss the land you walk on... alias, he'd take you right inside into the depth of his love (into his heart) with peace. And.. no fear would be able to stop him doing that. Let it happen... with time.

[Horizons]

Under the *realm* - auto correct

[Elisa]

We actually don't talk anymore. We didn't decide to stop talking; it just happened, you know? We don't go to the same college, and he doesn't really use social media. So yeah, it just didn't work out between us, but I think we're both better people having had the experience.

[Horizons]

Companionship becomes more than friendship when it enters the life of relationship. And, what a relationship wants is... "errors, efforts, & efficiency". Errors - for making mistakes and then correcting them all with love (which all happen among lovers). Efforts - for making that love-life full of pleasure having some faith in each others (which`s hard doing, but once it`s built, no thread can make it broken). And.. efficiency - for what the heart does's seemed 'funny'... and how the spirits bears everything whatever the heart bears with life... it all happens efficiency - an efficiency to drink the taste of yous (drink your wisdom). However Elisa, sorry to say, if it's forward to you, but I think, I gotta say, whether he uses "social-media" or not, as long as he's got your breath around him, there's nothing else he wishes to get... except you. So, of course, you are his everything. And, to be honest, even the reason of poetry belongs to your feet and walk!

[Elisa]

I definitely see what you're saying. It's just that after Prom, we didn't really talk that much at all. We never dated, never got together, never kissed, held hands, etc. we just went to a dance together. I thought it could have turned into a relationship, but it just didn't work out that way.

[Horizons]

Elisa - you pretty one, then why told me that you both love each other? It's not love. Love is never meant to for 'one night stand'. It comes with much priorities, much blessings, much wisdom, & much love than before. He must have even loved you more after than night, but I`m surprised, he even let your bare soul walk lone and run after him like a beat longs for having its heart back. So, it was 'infatuation' that he has or had got toward ya. Nothing else. If it was love, he`d have unleashed his own salacious heart to your curly toes... since that night. But anyway, I know, your love's true to him.. not `bout infatuation. It's shown through your words; how you speak. I find emotions .. in your words. Ah - Sometimes, I really feel bad when such things happen in love. Love's made to beloved, not betrayed not even made to be breathed for a night. If there's anything that you thing in which that you think I can help. Feel free to knock at the window-pane of my 'fifty shades of my love'. These shades always belong to your breath. Don't be sad. You don't look being sad. Smile. Everything happens for a reason.... so, everything'd be sort out between you two lovers .. with time. By the way, don't forget me ;)

[Elisa]

Thank you so much for your kind words. I know now that we were never in love; we just liked each other. I wrote this poem over a year ago, so I've moved on from him and from this experience and grown from it. I was sad and cofused at the time, but I'm stronger and wiser now, and smiling constantly :D I don't blame him for anything either. It just wasn't meant to be between us, and I completely understand. We can both find someone else who to love, and will love us in return.

[Horizons]

There you are, beautiful. So, finally you knew it. I'm glad you ain`t regret for that. After all, you did.. what the beam of your heart allowed you to.. at that time.. and even what was best for you ... that night.. for enjoying .. loving.. and learning the value and knowing the price of love. Ah - Elisa`s hot.. ain't she? Of course, she's. (wink)

[Elisa]

Haha thanks!

[MsJewel]

Wow Elisa...you have outdone yourself with this one... so many wonderful lines - I can't pick my favorite...
Your imagery is superb...
Going in my favs.

:) Julie

[Elisa]

Oh my goodness Julie, thank you so so much! I feel so honored that you enjoyed my poem. Thank you for encouraging me and inspiring me to continue writing!