its like i know before it happens. it freaks me out.

[henamedmeseven]

i wrote this over the summer:

i'm sorry.
one day it'll mean too much.
boots in the puddles
forming outside your window.
damp hair and a cold november breeze.
i could feel the hotness of those tears.
that ones that would soon be covering
both our broken faces.
nothing would help now.
i know your minds already stinging.
walking paces in the place we both called home
just months before.
i let you down.
"and so it is, just like you said it would be"
and now our story
will come to an end,
before it even has the proper time to even make a start.
but i love you,
dripping wet and just a shadow in the doorway.
my words won't be enough.
i hope you forget my kisses.
but never ask for that piece
of something inside i stole
too long ago to even remember.
let me keep that.
wrap it up and have it for always.
if this is it
i hope you know what it felt like
if only for a second
to be in it all
to belong to me.
forever yours...
there will always be
you and me.

maybe i shouldnt write so many break up poems before it happens...cause now i dont really have that much to say.
"can't see it coming down my eyes, so i gotta make this song cry"