Thursday, July 3, 2014

Gone - February 2014

Sitting at the stoplight, 
sudden thoughts of you come from nowhere. 
Invading my mind.
The light turns green and goes 
unnoticed.
Suddenly it hits me, 
your gone. 
The tears flow and the pain hits
causing turmoil and despair. 
Suddenly I know, 
you are gone and you are not 
coming back. 
I won't see your smile, 
or hear your voice 
no more. 
I can't stop by your house 
or hold your hand. 
My mind is blank and yet 
full of memories. 
The first kiss, that night outside your house. 
The long drive doing nothing but
talking.
Just when I think I have moved on, 
I see your name on the phone
or every truck that passes 
looks like yours. 
Tonight your memory hit me, 
leaving me breathless
and crying. 
Sitting at the stop light,
sudden thoughts of you remind me, 
your gone. 

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