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my skin feels the absence of where his hands just were.
like little hollows of sunken in fingerprints are imbedded in my flesh.
to remind me, doubtless, that where they once were so there will they return.
i miss him in generous aches, appeasing myself with humorous stories and fairytales of happily ever after.
but sooner or later my amusements will fade and my hollowed eyed darken with morbid reasonings to explain his absence.
i'll linger, window bound, in sight of street. grasping at hopeful straws with each passing car.
rise and then fall, like chest and lungs heaving for breath.
every moment tortures on, as further and further removed from optimism i become.
until it is but a lighted pinprick enveloped by the shadows in my mind's eye.
shrew like, i grow bitterly passive.
no longer anticipating, instead hatefully awaiting the sounds of his arrival.
rush to the door i will, though casually it will open.
alight my heart will soar, though coldly my eyes will recieve him as arms stay folded unwelcoming.
unnoticed and untouched my tender skin has been marred by self callousing bruises....not at all tempting him to lift a hand and touch.
in the moments that passed, out of sight from his eyes, our fairtytale has ended and prince must once again kiss a toad to reveal his queen inside the darkness.
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Posted by kmalbro on 2008-01-08 14:19:56 | Rating: | Views: 57
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Let you eyes light up princess, when he walks through that door.
Love draws us in and captures our souls.
Wonderfully and deeply felt, is this piece.
Once your heart soars when you are in the loneliness of heart, there all by yourself, it will surely soar in anyone's presence.
Peace.
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Posted by DifficultSoul
on 2008-01-08 15:08:46
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Thank you so much for the comments it really means a lot to me to know that someone is listening and being reassured that opening up doesnt always mean getting hurt it means finding other people who can relate and make you feel like you're not alone anymore, Thank you again for everything you really have made me feel like I can say how I feel and not worry about being judged
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Posted by Idoart
on 2008-01-08 18:25:40
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That is the rough side of love. I hope you again soon find the smooth side.
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Posted by HungryHeart
on 2008-01-08 23:08:43
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