Skimming through the pages
of the scrapbook in my head,
each moment spent replays so vividly.
I can still hear the faint cawing of birds from the park.
The gentle breeze brought by the waters near the brow of the dock.
Your muffled pounding heartbeat in your chest, thudding my ear with each breathe.
The taste of your lips that still linger,
the comatose rush that came from just your slightest touch.
With each turning of the page comes a flood of emotions.
Some of them hit like a euphoric high.
Others crashing, crushing, burning, screaming.
But each emotion is just as precise as each memory attached to it,
Clinging onto them, keeping them against my heart.
With each memory I’ve recited,
I caught this pattern and soon realized, to discover,
We were Kaleidoscopes; meshing together and pulling apart, over and over.
On the outside it seemed like something so simple and ordinary.
Yet those who could look inside could see the real beauty of the potential,
the potential of you and me.
This passion still burns deep inside me.
But I know its too much.
Because I feel it.
Scorching,
Deliciously burning my paper heart.
Leaving ashes in its place.
Which I can only hope one day you or some other being could mend the pieces back together.
But for now,
As I’m standing at this fork in the road.
Instincts and Heart screaming at the top of their lung,
One demanding left and the other insisting right,
I’ll let you go from my heart.
Cupping the ashes of what was once my heart in my hands,
I’ll raise it up to the sky.
May whatever forces,
Wind or rain or even just plain nothing,
Steal them away from me or leave me be.
No longer will I be the burden on your shoulders,
The weight on your conscious.
For whatever may afflict me in the future,
I won’t let it pass through me straight into you.
Just know that I loved you.
& I would of stayed on that phone forever,
just to be that person there for you when you cried.
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