Memories in my stomach

I cannot undo what you have done

The snow engraved with your name

Melted.

I cannot heal my ache with time.

My palm pressures my stomach

Your name is my sigh.

I will remember pictures

Put them to an ideal film

And believe that my dream was real.

You didn’t go away, no thought was unspoken, no heart broken, no spring stolen, no bone stripped naked, no smile faked.

I forgive you.

I don’t hate you.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s