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If We Get Old

If We Get Old

A Poem by SamanthaGalli

I want to pursue great adventures but this state is so small, 

tried to book a hotel but we’re too young,

so many restrictions that hold us back.

So I said lets drive to the waterfall and not think twice.

I grabbed my blankets, we stopped on the way for some food. 

Then we made love all night, in the darkness of the woods. 

Sweat, smoke, and hard embraces, secrets etched into my mind, things I regret. 

But I don’t want to think about that, I just want to hear the sound of the water falling against the rocks.

This had to happen sometime, because I remembered your infidelity and how it tore me limb from limb. 

We fell asleep in the backseat without our clothes and woke up to fog and the drizzle of rain.

I’m in so much pain. I’ve lost my myself in this forest.

I'm thinking about how this won't last. 

When I think about how you’ve done me so wrong is when I start to care less again. 

Then we went to breakfast, our routine.   

I said, "we're going to be those old people at diners every weekend".

"If we get old", you said. 
Sly grins.

© 2016 SamanthaGalli

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Nicely squeezed up the time. Well written. Visual.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Best days. Camping, alone and enjoying life. I enjoyed the tale. It is sad that the young can't have the freedom of travel and nice places. This is why I Loved Europe. The youth hostel gave kids a place to have fun and enjoy life. A nice ending to a excellent poem.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Well done, beautifully written. Nice flow and well constructed. Powerful.

Posted 7 Years Ago

Nicely penned, I like flow of the poem with a passion of love in it... Those moments of young love can never fade away, and your poem is an example of it... The ending was very interesting... A thoughtful write on love no doubt...


Posted 7 Years Ago

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5 Reviews
Added on May 23, 2016
Last Updated on May 23, 2016
Tags: love



Cranston, RI

My name is Samantha but everyone calls me Sam. I like a lot of cool things and have a lot of cool experiences. more..


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