Thursday, June 30, 2011



Taking all of my air



I breathed him in from the first kiss, sensual as it was



lingering on my lips ever so long



I wanted to tell him that the tears flooding the wells of my eyes were that of fear;



fear of loving someone so incredibly so



that I would've easily lost myself to the moment






I pulled back



saying nothing at all



drowning in the silence



that hung desperately onto the frustration of knowing no true security;



bearing on the cusp of a new



unbridled relationship






We carried unspoken thoughts on shoulders



of who knew better



for that time



and



moment






no one wanting to lose



walk away feeling cheated by time vested






He wanted to rush to California



try his luck



While I wanted to dive into the coast of the East



where I felt at home...






I chased shadows,



you embraced them



the darkness creeping in daily






Tears became fallen memories



ones that I couldn't resolve if I had wanted to...



You let go so easily



stealing what remained in my heart...






I hit the wall



rocks jarred loose fell on top of me



ironically never knocking any sense in me



simply leaving a mess in its wake






It meant nothing at all



as it turned



to be






It was to be you and I forever






Forever lost as I feel the pit of my stomach clutch my senses yet again



standing here



in this heat, pumping gas



on my way out



out of your life forever






Funny how forever turns on a dime



when the circumstances dissolve into nothingness



cept my wings aren't unfolding with laughter



feeling death



in short increments



and wishing that I could break and just fall apart



cease






Ease through the cracks in the pavement beneath the wheels of the vehicle of life



to disappear



where I can't be seen in this manner



forsaking all other's wishing me well






I want to grab your hand and pull you here with me






Still I drive



hoping that everything that I've learned up until now



will lift me through to the other side



of this void






He calls,



voice weary of the inevitable awkward conversation



of



goodbyes



I only desire an apology that I will never hear



He merely wants an invitation for his return






The words don't reflect



seemingly deflect what we should be saying






Why does everything have to be so difficult?



Life was so much easier when I fell in love with E. John lyricist...



and you had Farrah's poster hanging over your bed






Words.



That's what brought us together from the first....remember?






I finished, you polished all the lyrics to our song...



Where did we go?



When did we draw the lines of war?



You affected my reality



in a way that I could not settle



down






Down is just where I find myself



looking up for any kind of help



but that sort



is empathetic to destruction






I'm right here



praying that you'll turn me around



one more call



and I've promised myself that I'll never answer again...



still



I hope that you will...






Tears fall freely



I could never imagine that you'd let me get this far



away



from you



where's the happy ending that you promised?






Sign my name across your heart plays on



as I walk away, again



over and over in my mind



the right way



utilizing the correct verbiage



Realizing that it no longer matters



not really






But it feels better to replay it



the way it should've been



the phone rings



I miss the call



as he slides the drink in my direction, understanding that I may require a distraction to heal






I can't find slumber without you



fighting the facts



that you aren't going to rush back in



when it's obvious that you should be doing just that






We go on deceiving our new lives



as though we have the right



to



when we're lying to everyone around us



He doesn't care



thinking that I'll be here forever



though



I won't






Make it plain



simple



come back...






He wrote a song



it didn't sparkle



but it did touch



and I did remember...



I rolled over and knew that it was my time to leave...



perhaps meet him half way?

From my hand to yours,
Sawyer
Saint Andrews