Lately I’ve been getting inspiration for writing in the wee hours of the morning. I’m thankful for the sudden motivation to write, but I wish it would come at a more convenient time. Nonetheless here’s another poem I’ve written.
You’ve Moved On; I’m Still Here
There is one person I will never rid from my mind:
No matter how hard I try you’re there
With your cheeky smile
And your scathing sarcasm.
Procuring my heart
While pouring salt in my eyes.
You seep into my thoughts at four a.m.
Still able to make me smile.
Still able to make me cry.
Those fresh, burning tears
I’ve felt a thousand times,
From the initial cut to the latest blow.
But, the thought of losing you
Brings a pain unimaginable.
If only I could get you to call me
For the sake of old times
I’d smile without fear
My bearded “Sasquatch”.