I had forgotten the
Sound of your voice,
And too much time had
Passed since I had
Heard you say my name.
I wanted to be able to think
About you
Without getting
My heart broken
Again.
But every fiber
Of my being tells me
That our story is not
Over.
I’m haunted by the thoughts
Of you and me,
Sharing love and blood
Over the grief, we’d endured.
The roses we’d watered
With our sinful tears.
The love we made on a night
Lost in the darkness.
Confessing our sins
Till the clouds caught fire
And the sun broke through
The rain.
I lost myself that night.
Lost every broken dream
And wish I had ever had.
Buried it six feet under
The mossy ground.
And walked away from
The past to be with my
True love.
You.
But when you said goodbye,
I felt like my heart had turned
To stone and my soul had
Turned to smoke and ash.
Now I wait,
Under a blood-filled moon
For the day I hear your voice.
Hoarse from calling my name
Across the parted oceans.
Gruff, from the weight of your
Own salty tears.
I wait to feel your love wrapped
Around me again.
Wait for my beloved moon to shine
Down on our faces once more.
Become my beating heart
And complete the missing half
Of me.
Because our story is still
Being written
And only our love can finish it.
©KVP
Art: SkullHeads
Prompt: “Haunted by the thoughts of you and me”
Kim V. Poetry 