The Last Handshake

I wrote this with a farewell in mind. Mainly, I wanted to express how it would feel like to have the last handshake with someone.

The Last Handshake

 

The wind is blowing in my face

So gentle, so light, yet so piercing
Never thought I'd be seeing this day come

You gave me the coldest, solemn handshake

No words could escape my mouth so I keep mum

But all my façades broke into tiny pieces

And this feeling is one I can longer fake

 

I want to say goodbye

But I can't seem to let go of your hand

Because letting go would mean watching you leave

And I can't risk not seeing you ever again

And I want to get over this as soon as I can

But I don't seem to want this to end

 

So just for a few more seconds, I'll let my fingers linger

This is the closest I can get to not letting go

After this, I'll tell myself to be stronger

But now all I want to do is delay this moment a little longer

 

If handshakes are worth a thousand words

I guess I have written a book for you

And if eyes hold a thousand stories

I guess I have revealed all my secrets to you

 

So don't let go, just yet

Don't leave, just like that

I would do anything just to stop time from running

But all I have right now is your hand

in mine on this bleak morning

 

I'm in a conflict, you don't know how much I feel like saying everything

But here I am, a coward, so I end up saying nothing

I hope my handshake leaves you with my good wishes,

Nothing less than love and kisses

I hope you know, I really hope you know

So now I'm letting go.

Author's Note

Please ignore any grammar problems, thank you!

Reviews

[Ardra]

The good byes are always painful...but you have painted it beautifully....maybe if they were close a hug...but then from the poem it reads like it never reached that stage....and all that was left was a handshake.... :)

[Nisha M.]

Thank you so much for reading this! Yes, unfortunately, it did never reach that stage. Again, thank you so much for your kind comment!