Happy Fourth of JulyA Poem by Katerina GrevMy anniversary is on the fourth of July.
It was the Fourth of July.
Rain poured down the gray sky. The patriotic fireworks were nowhere to be seen, So I guess you decided to shoot some up me. I'm starting to forget what summer sixteen meant to you. The hours I spent in your lap, the dates you never took me to. I remember how a kiss could fix anything, Your giggles when my lips reached yours always tugged on my heart strings. Did you know what you were doing in that basement? Taking me in your arms, putting me in your enslavement. I still remember the kiss Eyes shut, smiling mouths touching, who knew I'd be thrown in this abyss? When did everything go wrong? Why are we now just dragging along? When did my wonderful dreams turn into horrifying nightmares? Why is she now just everywhere? I would never wish harm on anyone, god knows not you. But god, why do I hope it broke you seeing my heart break in two. I never want you to experience this pain, But maybe I just want you to have loved me enough that the sight of my heartbreak sent shivers in your veins. I realize now I could never want you to be hurt But did it cause anything, seeing me sobbing in your sweatshirt? Love comes with pain, maybe that's why I want to know Did your stomach turn watching me go? I could never want to break your heart. I just want to know you love me enough that something happened while you watched me fall apart. It'll never be about making you feel the way I felt, Please just tell me my tears were hot enough to make you melt. Please tell me you truly do regret it Please don't say you wanted to throw me in this pit. Please don't tell me you didn't love me enough for my tears to effect you Please say you didn't want us to be through. I hope it isn't an excuse I hope you weren't trying to let me loose and put me on a noose I hope you mean it when you say it was the voices I hope it wasn't just your choices Had it been the other way around Would you have a melt down? Would you shiver the way I do if I called you those names again Would you blame me for causing a hurricane? There's so much more to say So many more unanswered questions and feelings to convey. I'll let you go with this one final thought You knew my weak spot.
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2 Reviews Added on May 16, 2017 Last Updated on June 9, 2017 Tags: poem, romance, sad, cute, fourth of july, cheating, angry, confused, poetry, depression AuthorKaterina GrevBrooklyn, NYAboutJust a short little teenager from New York with a lot of emotional problems. more..Writing
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