Poem: Our Last Day

I wrote this shortly after things ended poorly for my past summer fling (whom I am now on speaking terms again for those who had followed my posts about him back in July/August). I found this and felt it appropriate to share, especially if anyone else has gone through something similar with someone they felt deeply for.

Our Last Day

You lay your head upon my chest.

I brush my hand through your hair.

You complain it’s a mess

But I think it’s perfect.

Sleep fills your eyes,

I can clearly tell.

“You should take a nap”

I smiled as you yawned.

Staring me in the eyes,

You agreed.

But one last cigarette

Before I leave.

We stand on your porch,

Gazing at the smoke

As it leaves our lips.

I stare into the distance.

You notice something wrong.

You pull me in,

Told me to stop being sad.

“I just wish we had time”

You understood.

Our schedules conflict.

“One day we’ll have our day together”

I tried to reassure myself.

You convinced me we would.

I lean on your chest

Hiding my frown,

My arms tightly wrapped around you.

If I had known

That would be the last time

I would have never

Let you go.

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