my last words for you

my last words for you

A Poem by Moebia

So many summers
I spent with you. 
I hope you enjoyed them too. 
I remember the Sunday afternoons
when you came to pick me up
in your shabby truck
it smelled like old food.
you were always a bit dirty,
and it got on my nerves.
I wonder if you will remember
our silly conversations,
our crazy attempts
to get drunk, though we never did. 

I will never forget your sweet touch
when you held me on your bed,
 and the way the summer sun
beat down on our bodies,
morphed into one.
My love,
my sweet. gentle love
I won't ever forget what you did to me.
And as much as I love our memories
I forced myself to love me more.
And when I kissed your cheek
and said goodbye,
for the last time,
I felt my insides shrivel up and die. 
How much I wish
I could just pick up my phone
and give in to you, let you
take me again under your
comforting wing
But I'm trying to figure out
how to move through the universe.
And it's f*****g hard
knowing you aren't thinking of me
and that 1,095 days meant nothing to you
I admit,
I hope we meet in the end.
If heaven is real, I hope to see you
when you're better, 
when we can embrace without any secrets
But never again 
will I let you hurt me. 
And just saying these last words to you,
makes me die a little. 

© 2016 Moebia


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this is quite beautiful, and I have to admit, it made me a little teary. very nice.

Posted 7 Years Ago


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Moebia

7 Years Ago

Thank you for the review; it means the world to me! I ever get reviews anymore LOL.
highwalls

7 Years Ago

haha I literally was just browsing through and I found your work, and I'm actually king of glad.

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Moebia
Moebia

Somebody's Nosy, TX



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I am no writer of the sort. These are my musings, my arts, my flutters of thought. Call them what you may--but a poet is not anything that I am. I have been immersed in my violin for nearly a deca.. more..

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