I am commonly asked
if I’ve ever been in love.
When I reply:
“Yes, but you probably
wouldn’t want to hear about it.”
They would keep plucking
at my vocal cords
as if
they were elegantly playing guitars
until I say more.
The last time I saw her,
her strength had fled
from her paperclip bones like
they were sick of her.
She had no voice
but her eyes told me
that she loved me
in the loveliest voice
I had ever heard.
She had earthquakes
in her hands
that made my knees
tremble.
Removing the happiness that seeped
from my fingertips
as the lampshades
f
e
l
l
to the
ground.
Now looking at me like crows
in the cornfield,
not expecting
such an honest answer.
I could tell that they wished
they had not asked at all.
And I cant help but continue.
The last time I saw her,
she was alive.
Her legs were as lifeless
as the sock monkey
I threw at the dogs
so they’d just
shut
the
hell
up.
But her heart
was still beating
when I helped her
to the bathroom.
When they now start to depart
because I’m talking
in five-gallon buckets
instead of
one,
I feel the need
to go on.
The last time I saw her,
tears fled my eyes from her telling me
she loved me
but she didn’t remember
my name.
The last time I saw her
she was holding onto life
the same way
she held my hand
but her grip started
f a d i n g a w a y
like dust the second I said
“Grandma,
it’s okay.”
And when they ask why
my tone is so filled
with anger, it’s because
the last time I saw her
her hair was barely starting
to grow back;
from the chemo a doctor prescribed.
Her health,
her god denied.
12:01 am September 29th, 2014.
Was the date and time she died.
The last time I saw her,
she was so beautiful.
Her skin,
her hair,
she was so beautiful.
I was in love with her.
She wasn’t breathing,
her lungs were not
compressing.
But she will,
for eternity,
be alive to me.
My grandmother died
at age 70
she never knew it,
but she was
immortal to me.
About the Creator
J.Garcia
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Comments (1)
🥺 So beautifully written. This is excellent..💜