Empty Pocket
A poem about your beaming starlight haunting me
By Bixi HernandezPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Alyssa Boobyer on Unsplash
You are a star
Oh so far
I tried to reach out
Tried to hold you in my hand
As I stood on the beach with my tip toes in the sand
But no attempt to reach you could ever be enough (Or am I not enough?)
You're beaming starlight has left me haunted
All I wanted
Was to safeguard you in my pocket
It's that starlight in you I've admired
But my arm is now tired
I won't reach out anymore
(I deleted your number again. I finally get it this time. I won't reach out anymore. I'm sorry I was such a bother.)
About the Creator
Bixi Hernandez
Hi! I'm Bixi. Your red lip coffee sipping bestie. Using my tears as pen ink is what I do best. Enjoy!
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