***SUNDAY SNIPPET***
Escape the Doubt
Josh went to my
bedroom while I grabbed a band-aid from the bathroom cabinet. When I step back
into my room I find him standing by my dresser reading the poem I had written
on my mirror with a sharpie.
The
air I breathe is filled with his scent
The
music speaks everything I meant
Meant
to say but never did tell you
You
haunt me where I lie alone without you
Feeling
your touch as it vanishes away
My own heart is the one I betrayed
I just watch him for a moment. His
tanned skin glistens from the sun filtering through my window. His lean muscles
are gorgeous. He has his hand lifted and is tracing the lines along a heart I
drew last night with his index finger.
It is 2 broken halves, one is black and the other is red. It
felt like my own heart, broken with half of it dead and unwilling to love, the
other half alive and wanting to grab onto it forever.
© Copyright 2013 by Andrea Michelle.
© Copyright 2013 by Andrea Michelle.
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