Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Well Hiya! ^^
Quote-"...You came into my life, so quite and calm..."

HI!!
I am happy. ^^ Really happy! MEOW! MOO COW! Sugar...
POEM! ^^

Wrote this last night.

Breathing...
(Inhale)
Tears begin to flood down my face like a cup left under a running faucet well after the water has reached the rim,
My heart leaping in my throat,
getting caught,
squeezing,
twisting,
tearing.
My throat contracting around my emotions that threaten to leap up and out of my lips,
my stomach
rumbling,
wrestling,
knotting.
My hands quiver as I reach up to blot the tiny teardrops,
Leaving footprints down my cheeks.
The path that awaits me
suddenly seems like a pilgrimage,
one foot,
next foot,
step,
step,
I see you.
I see her.
You smile.
She leaves.
You ask how I am.
I lie.
I reply that I'm fine
Even though my heart has just crept up into my mouth and is jumping up and down on my tongue like and Olimpic diver waiting to hit the water.
I want to say that I miss you,
let you know that every minute I'm awake I think of you.
I want you to know that I miss your arms,
your smile,
your lips,
I want you to know that I'm incomplete.
My body hurts,
my soul bleeds.
I ask how you are.
Hoping agaisnt all hope that you tell me what I want to hear.
You reply,
your answer not including what I wanted to hear.
My eyes atempt to strip you down to your soul
Searching for what I once knew so well.
they get lost,
but find their way back to reality when they graze over the ever-fading hickey,
just above the collar of the shirt she bought you.
My heart leaps off the end of my tongue,
wanting you to see the way you've hurt me,
wanting you to hurt the same way.
it falls to the ground.
She calls you.
You hastily say good-bye,
as you trot over to her,
stomping,
squishing,
mutilating,
my vulnerable, fallen heart.
Not even pausing long enough to scrape it off the bottom of your shoe, like a discarded piece of gum.
She wraps her arms around your neck,
brings her lips to yours...
Your ears still turn red.
People pass, as if I don't even exist.
I want to scream, cry, shout.
I want someone to find my heart,
bring it back,
piece it together.
I turn away,
hoping the one day it won't hurt.
As much.
And hoping that I will again be able to call you
and have you come over to me,
be able to buy you shirts that match your eyes,
and leave the telltale hickey just above the collar,
and will still be able to make your ears turn red from the friction of our lips.
I walk away,
Knowing my heart will not follow.
(Exhale.)

Now I am done!
Long huh?
It took a while to type to!
Well tell me what you think! ^^
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