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Imprinted

Summary:

How long does it take to admit that you're in love? And can you do it before you're too late?

Notes:

look i know i haven't posted in forever but i found this as i was going through my poetry collection that i submitted for my creative writing project (that i got an A+ on if anyone cares) and figured i'd share

as always, kudos and comments are greatly appreciated but are in no way compulsory

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There's a word I can't say

because every time I try,

I'm reminded that you don't feel the same way,

or the world comes crashing down around me,

my world comes crashing down around me...

You come crashing down in front of me... 

 

The final imprint of your wings,

seared into the sand,

but at least that time 

you had a proper funeral.

 

Now and again, we fight

and the ache in my heart grows stronger

because all I want

is to hold you tight.

 

And the time you had me

begging for my life,

I almost said those three words…

but I didn't.

I said nearly the same thing but with

a whole new meaning...

But close enough that it worked. 

 

It was true, you know.

I need you.

I want you, too.

And most of all...

Most of all... 

 

It took me twelve years to get the words out...

But not before I lost you time and time again

and that final time...

That final time you said... that...

And then you left me

ALONE.

You left me crying against the wall

all alone.

 

I didn't even get to give you a funeral.

You died and left me with nothing

but a couple photographs

and a few stolen moments

when the world wasn't about to explode.

 

But you're back now

and I tell you every morning when I wake up

and every night before I fall asleep in your arms

and every time you smile.

I get to spend the rest of my life telling you.

I can spend the rest of my days

and then the eternity after that

telling you how much I love you.