I remember the sound of your voice
When you first said I love you
I remember your touch
And the way you traced
Your fingers down my skin
Like you could read me
Through the lines on your fingertips
Like I was unique
Like I was understood
Like my beauty was seen
I remember how we talked for hours
Over the phone
And how we kept it going
Even after we fell asleep
Just so we could somehow wakeup
To each other
But
I also remember the first fight
The first break in our trust
The first crack in us
I remember you lying
To protect yourself
And me distancing to protect myself
I remember knowing
That it was falling apart
And I remember not being surprised
When it finally fell
When we drifted apart
No communication
But “still friends”
That’s what they all say
Just an excuse to remember what was
Without ever talking to them again
But it’s ok
It really is
Even though I remember everything
I’ve moved on
I did what I thought was impossible
I lived in the world
I imagined without him
In the quiet place
In the no good mornings with hearts
Or sleepy good nights
In the world where he wasn’t my future
And instead was just the past
I truly think
We make it all out in our head
To be impossible and we can’t imagine
How we could ever do it?
When in reality
Moving on was just
Finally acknowledging
That yes
They were the past
Your past
But that doesn’t mean
They’re meant for your future.
About the Creator
Isabella V.
As a teen writing in an adult world, I’ve made it my goal to bring in a new youthful perspective, awareness on a variety of serious topics and issues we face, to light in my free verse poems.
Because if we have a voice, we should use it.
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