I put away the words of love
you do not need them anymore
and now I will pretend to be
Exactly as I was before
Pretending, I will laugh and smile
Come nightfall tucked back inside my shell
Silently harboring myself away
To carry on the act another day
I will present you with a gift,
and give your lies back to you
Eternally I'll profess to myself
that it's your turn
to be forever convinced
my love is true.
Who the Hell Lives in South Carolina, Anyway? by scarletwave, literature
Literature
Who the Hell Lives in South Carolina, Anyway?
It took years but you Brought me around
my feet left the ground
a Billion hours 'til touch down
you made me feel Whole
filled my holes
filled my hole
revised a Soul, long 'go
gone cold
you gave me hope
said you'd be there
a 'possible Life to share'
as One
that means two
as in a pair
Weeks one through five
rang loudly with 'I want that!'
but then came number Six
where I became no one, well,
let's be fair, I became someone to Kick
to the curb, to the side,
the where is irrelevant now
So it's seven months later and I am done being the bad guy,
not for your story or anyone else's
I am done being sorry
or the lowest common denominator
s
Unabashedly she glanced his Way, her
scarlet mouth
smiling his Name
Keeping time by a heart's skipped beat
a Rush of familiarity
almost Disturbing
the way its Immense weight lingered
there
~in the air
Something so comforting that not time, space , nor reason would
define
Un-alone for just a breath
a Tiny promise of home...