i hate Time
because i know
she will
make me forget
how beautiful
loving you was.
she will wipe
my mind
with healing
patch my heart
with things
that make me whole
but she will also
take from me
all the nights
i spent
nestled in your arms
all the kisses
i planted
in every corner
of you
so that i can
love me
again.
i do not ever
want to forget
how much
i loved loving you.
how you would
leave me drunk
and high
off of your taste
and the smell of you
smelled like somewhere
i wanted to be forever.
i pray she is not
cruel to me
and lets me
keep you.
i do not want
to know me
without the
memory of you.
i will love you
in my heart
until She lets me.
maybe She will even
make you love me?
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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The River's Due
The river in our village was everything. Giver of life, bringer of death. It provided you with good fortune or stole your future. It was where the priests baptized us and the grandmothers blessed us afterward, in between the washing. The river’s spirit whispered to us all, every day of our lives. When someone was lost to the river, those same traveling priests claimed God had called them home. We nodded to make them feel better, but we knew it was the river that had come calling for its due. We may have come to accept Jesus as our savior, but had our doubts he would have tried to walk our river.
By Shaun Walters3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (2)
Thought I had commented but this is as wonderfully penned as it is sad and haunting, as Celia said!
Beautiful as always x And the ending is just haunting 🤍