Sunday, March 15, 2020

Why

Why
I still feel your lips
Pressed gently on my forehead
I told you not to do that
Unless you meant it
You stroked my hair and did it
again, and again, and again

Why
I still feel your grip in my hair
The words you said chase each other
'round my broken heart as I gasp for air
I just can't seem to smother
The embers you left burning
Deep inside of me

Why
I still feel the way your pulse
Pounded against my palm
After just such a simple kiss
I know you heard
The way I gasped when you touched me
Your delighted smile lit up my world

Why
I still feel the way you stroked my hair
So many beautiful things we could be
There's nothing holding us back except
This perfect image of family you want to see
How long will you let it choke you
Until you accept that it's only a dream

Why
I still feel this longing for you
Even though I know I shouldn't
I wish you would see the truth
The love you seek is not to be found
In the place you continue to look
I'm right here in front of you

Why can't you see me?

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