March 18th, 2016

March 18th, 2016 short poem

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The day I’ve looked to for years is now my dreaded bitter end.
Melancholy incarnate, I feel nothing, much to my chagrin.
My mind a wall, nostalgia the flood.
Bursting through upon the hour.
Bittersweet memories of you.

The wall collapses around my psyche, and the waves crash into open arms.
The hint of cigarette smoke embedded in your clothes.
The words and opinions we had, gently clashing in caressed words.
Like a stream flowing gracefully, during the darkest of storms.
All rush back to me.
Bittersweet memories of you.

I remember the size of your hands in mine, the shape of your thumbs.
It all echoes within my amygdala.
Forever sealed in my words and in my mind.
The bond we had, the vows we will never share.
Demise hides within these tired eyes, tears run dry,
Barren, like my heart and soul.
Bittersweet memories of you.

The date is approaching, and I am so scared.
I thought I conquered all of my fears.
Thunder, tornadoes, sonic booms, all fears I once knew.
But not one of them trumps, the fear of being without you.
Your place in my years will never be forgotten,
Nor these bittersweet memories of you.

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I have enjoyed writing since my early years in high school and write whatever is on my mind or on my heart. Hoping that as the years pass, my ability improves.
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