Yesterday.
The hours passed with your presence. The minutes drowned me in your voice. The seconds caressed me in your arms and the days were filled with the warmth of your skin. All of this happens to be today’s cold mark. A remembrance; of what used to be and where you used to be. I can feel the slight tingle of my shoulder remembering the strong hold of your hand when you pulled me closer. I can feel the hairs on the back of my neck stand when you whispered stories in my ear. Memories; all of which seem to envelope my body. Though it stands still in the present, it’s alive in yesterday. Yesterday. My heart beat with every single verse of ‘I love you’s that came from your lips. My breath sighed with every moment you stared straight through the seas of my soul. My mind flickers with wonder every time I was reminded that today, you are mine. Now my mind flickers with wonder on how everyday will be without you. Flickers to aches to ticks to pulses. Waves and tidal waves of wondering where and why yesterday stopped… and today came. Yesterday. And even if today I know your skin touches hers and your lips traces her jaw; she can never have yesterday. Yesterday when you were here with your heart on your sleeve. Yesterday when tomorrows seemed so safe and the days past seemed like unshakeable foundations. Today you are hers. Yesterday, you were mine. And for as long as my heart anchors itself in what was, I will momentarily pause to be.
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