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bcg poetry Dec 2014
My hands were shaking before I could even process why. But the tears didn't start falling until I drove through the intersection where you said you never wanted that light to turn green because you couldn't stand taking your eyes off me.

And then the tears wouldn't stop and I was out of control and I had to turn the music down low because the melody was reminding me of the way you used to sway and so I'm pulling over on the highway taking deep breaths and remembering the way you would calm me down when I was a mess.

And you would cover my jumpy foot under the table with yours and catch my eye in a room full of people and even though I was about to burst into flames one look from your concerned face would make my heart rate steady and I’m back in control and you give me a little smile like you know where I go in those moments of total alone.

But I’m alone in this car trapped in the memories with no look to steady me and no foot under the table to remind me there would be better days.

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There was snow on the trees and the ice was frozen over, but it was still the same drive we took the day you looked over at me and said, ”Would you curse me out more or less if I kissed you right before I left?” and I said, “Depends on the kiss.” And you leaned in and everything was okay for the first time in a long time, everything was okay.
bcg poetry Dec 2014
I missed you this holiday
I just wanted to tell you it was so rough
Time heals all wounds they say
But time ain't coming soon enough
bcg poetry Dec 2014
I don't just miss you when I'm lonely, darling

I miss you when I'm in a room full of people
and someone tells a joke
and I look around the room for you
and I just want to see if you're laughing
just to see your smiling face
that's all I want

I don't just miss you when I'm lonely, darling
It's when I'm happy too
bcg poetry Dec 2014
Now I'll come back and see you when I'm feeling alone, but just make that promise you'll pick up the phone.
bcg poetry Dec 2014
I miss you. Not in like a I like you, let's make out kinda way. In like a I miss your presence in my life. In like a I miss holding your hand when I'm sad.  In like a I miss talking with you about everything kinda way.
bcg poetry Dec 2014
There's a dent in the pavement
and that's where (my) car automatically pulls over
because it knows that it's there, by that slight dent
where we had our (last) late night talk,
that I lay down and gaze up
I (reach) to the heavens in hope

–maybe they'll send you back (to) me
but there's a moon in the sky tonight
and it's telling me that you're alright
because while I'm gazing up at the moon
trying to grasp any essence of (you)
you're fast asleep next to someone new
bcg poetry Dec 2014
You know you've been hurt when you'd rather love someone than be in love with them.
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