Untitled Poem Daily Word #13

Let me lay

in your arms

one more time

before we say good-bye….

I promise

I won’t cry.

I long for you.

I compare others to you.

I am just a fool.

I watch the crowd pass before me

eyes searching

for the one who is not there.

I listen to the traffic outside my window

wishing it was you I could hear.

I know

(shoulder shrug)

you do not want me…..

damn maybe you do…..

we do not know

how to restart again.

There is no plan

no design

I would like to know

is there a possibility?

I suppose

if you did

(have a plan)

you would reach out

on bended knee

begging me please

not to walk away from you.

Alas

this fantasy I see

this love that I feel

is it the same for you?

I am so sorry.

I cry.

I shudder

sobs tearing through me.

I am on my knees

making you uncomfortable

because…..

I make you feel.

I make you miss

the love we shared.

Time….. 

slow moving

fast moving

ebbing away. 

I need to know

so I can finally let go

if it is never meant to be.

January 15/19