short story

it’s crazy to think i could ever go back
to accepting less than what i had
for a moment
bliss, fleeting, intensity, unconditionally, deep as the ocean type of love
how could i go back?
to what it was like to not know what it was
even after all the pain it caused
endless encapsulating agonizing tear filled
questions hanging around my head
like the thickest fog i couldn’t see through
no moving on
until i had to
and so how could i go back?
broken hearted like a fairytale character
light switched off
endless dark nights, no end in sight
running from the fact that for the first time
i needed someone
more than the desert needed rain
do you ever say my name
and get a creeping pain
you have to push down, drown out, cover up
with layer and layers of something that won’t compare
or is it just me
how could i go back?
i don’t think i can
but do you remember it?
one night we laughed until we couldn’t breathe
one day i passed by you and grabbed your hand
hand on the back of your head
face fitting in it like gloves do
i remember it, and i can’t go back
can you?

Reviews

[Franky]

This is real, quite easy to identify with, and expertly written. So very sad though. Being in love like that is so very sweet ....but a little scary.

[Marina]

Sometimes our past and our loves call us back even when we really know there is nothing left to be found there. Letting go of what we have lost is always hard to do. We all deserve more and should never settle for anything less. 💛

[Carlos Lorenzo Estrada]

this was a nice poem and felt like it could be a song played on acoustic guitar. Thank you for sharing your work.