Please, do talk about me when I am gone.

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When I am gone, gloriously but in a hush

When all that is left will be the memories

Reminding you of the good and bad days alike

Where we laughed and cried, then laughed some more

Where we made love and fought, then kissed some more

Where I was all you wanted and all that you craved

Please, do talk about me when I am gone.

 

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“If you desired someone, if he comforted you, if you thought he might leech the poison out of your heart, was that love? Or only desperation?”

Cruel Beauty (Rosamund Hodge)

Lost

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I Lost; you and something more

I lost the fluttering of heartbeat

The stuttering of first ‘I love you’

I lost the anticipation of first kiss

The sweet relief of reciprocation

 

I Lost; you and something more.

I lost the ease of blind faith

The luxury of honest words

I lost the dewy eyed filter of my eyes

The innocence of a never broken heart.

 

But

I gained; myself and something more.

I gained the salve of self love

The will for setting free.

 

Maybe I loved and lost

but amidst the chaos, I found “me”

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“I needed him just like I needed air…a little bit over and over again just to survive”

The Mason List ( S.D. HENDRICKSON)

 

Familiar Strangers

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We used to sit on the hood of your car

And talk about everything and nothing

Your fingers, almost touching mine

Silently asking permission for our lips to touch

 

The kisses and rants, a never ceasing trail

Glorified with the drapings of love and awe

Each one sweeter and deeper than the last,

My personal dose of rainbow and sunshine

 

A pang of tragic dwells in my heart

A silent reminder for what I lost

Memories marred by love blighted

All gone, now familiar strangers we are!