December 5th, 2003

journal

a few short poems

reckless promises. you
said things, bargained
sealed our future with words-
empty and hollow
as an echoing drainpipe.
my chest hurts, as if you
had slammed a fist
into it.

it is the sudden memories
i cnnot stand-
how the rain falling
reminds me-
how the smoke from a bus
jerks me back-
how a crooked smile
on someones face
makes me cry.
it will take long time
to dig you
out of my heart.

i did it!
i went out
with someone else.
not in white jeans, not
smelling like you,
not with the same
crazy jokes
but i survived. almost,
i enjoyed myself.
for one sweet moment
i forgot.
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