remembering

Nov 05, 2009 14:41

I can't, just, let you go,
sometimes
You just get trapped in there somehow
Pop Rocks in my brain
sometimes
these thoughts ignite
violent exposure to memories

imprisoned by your doubt
an executed by habitual escape routs

The only thing between you
and the perfect anyone
is in the doubt you left festering
so long they had to take the arm

I can't, just, let you go
reminding you
of the open wounds
the awful way you left,
silent

I found exactly what I was looking for
it wasn't you
it could have been
but you wouldn't have it
and my hope is that
I'd someday maybe be
kept with your regrets

kristina, poetry, bestof

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