If walls could speak...

As I wait patiently and lost in silence

In this place of remembrance.

As each told-tale comes to mind.

I think if theses walls could speak

Would they tell the truth or a lie?

 

Would they put those rumours to rest?

The one of that early morning

And late nights with each other.

Mostly us hoping they would never end.

 

Would they talk about the 3 September 2011?

When my heart caught fire and when

We made a memory for life or 

31 August 2013... The day you

 

Finally held me and I asked myself

"Is this really what heaven feels like?"

Will they remind me everyday of my life?

On 27 August 2016 after almost 3 years 

Of not seeing your face ... I had you in front of me again.

 

I became the coward of the night , because

I couldn't say or do anything , but 

Stare into those warm brown eyes.

Looking heart broken and surprised, because

I know now my name has never left 

Your mind after all this time.

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Please note that every act that had taken place in this poem was completely innocent.This is for the first love of my life

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