There's so many amazing poets in this world. (:

I still knock even though I know the place is empty
So I walked in and saw the emptiness
I listened to emptiness
Reminisce
"Till the sand is on the other side."

                                                         ­   "One last time."

I collect all the memories we scattered around the room
I hear every sweet words of forever in the room
I feel the love we had

"When this ends..."
                    
                                             "Letting go would be easier."

To let go,
Or to be let go
Which hurts more?
Who had the stronger heart?
Who  had the bigger ego?
Who loved more?

"It's not bad...to be alone."
                                            
                                                   "I can still hold it in."

My eyes are wet
I could remember everything
Your screams
The sound of me when I cry
The sound of me letting go.


                                                     Time's up.

**"But..."
                              
               ­                                                                 ­              "I still love you."

When I fall asleep my eyes meet yours.

everybody needs somebody,
and I've only got myself for company.

If I were you
I'd cherish every moment with me
Because I won't be this way forever.

Missing him is like looking out the window and realizing it's been raining for three days straight. Moments pass by so fast that you forget they even existed. The raindrops are so thick that the faces in front of you are blurred and you start to drown in the feeling that you get when you see him. The feeling that you get when she wears his sweater and when the air wreaks of the cologne on his neck. You try to avoid the wind that carries his voice around your ears but sometimes you hear it even when he isn't around. It isn't fair that he got to walk away dry and you're still drenched in the mess he made of you.

By Chloe Elizabeth