Gavin. B. Pullen

I cry.

Without you.

I cry
I’ve got a picture of you tucked away in my thoughts
Whenever I miss you
Whenever I need to see your face
I’d pull out your photo my memories embrased.  
 
It doesn’t take long
For my heart to reminisce
Soon I cry, and try my utmost best to still show a smile whilst my thoughts of you wild I swear I’m possessed.
 
It’s you that I miss.
It’s you that I need.
Its you I cry for when I’m not at rest.
Nothing or no one is worth my while nor worth my tears when I’m alone for a while.
 
I crawl into bed we shared, and I rest my head on a pillow where yours used to be instead.
Closing my eyes I pray you were next to me.
It doesn’t take long for the memories to come back to me, and I cry once more as I try to sleep again.
No space nor time will change this simple truth I found myself within.
 
I tell myself to be strong
To finally let go
It’s time for me to move on
To say one last goodbye but I still I cry through lonely nights you left me in.

(2015)

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