28.11.13

Your name is the first name on my lips
Little post it notes left by in a foreign country
I open drawers and there they are
Tiny messages that speak volumes
I open books and your handwritting brings memories i try to supress
I try to smile but through it all i felt alone
You were the one holding my hand in the dark

I thought of you as my shelter
I thought of you as my soulmate
I thought of you aa my confidant
I thought if you as my best friend

The dust seeps through my hair on a cold windy night in eygpt, my boyfriend keeps calling me senslessly. I put my hands in my pockets to keep warm in the crowded streets and hold on to your note crumpled up between my fingers.

I loved you as a friend
I loved you as my soulmate
I loved you for you
For everything that you are

I shattered you
I admit
I broke you 
I confess

You hated me
I know
You loathed me
I sensed it
You shut me out
I noticed

Secretly both me and you knew
Secretly we moved on
Secretly in pain
Secretly in love

15 years ago i loved you not knowing
15 years ago i wanted you not revealing
15 years ago i dreamt of today
15 years ago and you are still here to stay.

Your name is the first name on my lips.
Mourciti


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