Stream of Consciousness
Lion Eyes
There was a time when you knew me better than anyone else. We couldn’t be separated, and I couldn’t imagine life without you. I still remember every detail of your face. I still remember every different smile you had. I remember the softness in your voice and the scent of your skin as you held me close. I still remember those summer nights when it was so warm we could sleep outside and count the stars. You had loved me then. At least, I thought you did. Everything about you is frozen like a photograph in my mind. How could things have changed so much in six years? How could it have been so long since I even saw you, much less talked to you? I have no idea, but thinking about you now, the pain feels as fresh as it did the last moment I saw you.
By Leah Suzanne Dewey5 months ago in Poets
