Poetry

Sweet and sour (4): Mourning

In the hollow of the morning
When sleep is still fresh in my eyes
I question everything
My intensions
My love

My love
The love i wish i had
That love only you can give
I like to play you out in my mind like a song
To hear your voice on repeat in my ears
Feel each note in my soul

And oh…

On my skin
Marks of passion long gone
I wish they were yours

I have so many songs in my mind
I hope against all that the right ones will fade in time
And when i see you again
I know i will hide
I will try
Retreating into myself
For some relief
Cause i believe

You will never love me like i do you
You will never want me like i do you
And i am taken
Aback by my longing
That should have expired by now
But that time is but an instant in eternity
And time, it doesnt heal instantly
Wouldnt let it if it tried
I like
To have every image of you linger in my mind
But ill go to blackness
It is necessary when i go back
Back to sadness
My love
I am
Mourning in the morning

*Mutheu*

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