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Last modified: November 26, 2023
Poets’ Corner › Forums › Share Your Poetry › a seperation
It hit me like a bullet.
It left my stomach in knots and my mouth tongue-tied.
It flashed in front of my eyes
Like my our favourite film running at high speed.
A s e p a r a t i o n.
A s e p a r a t i o n.
A s e p a r a t i o n.
In a blink of an eye
We’ll be strangers…again.
We started off as strangers.
We spent our life building this bridge between us,
We knew this bridge would burn…eventually.
Yet, we kept building and soon we adored each part of us,
And you knew how I took my coffee and I knew that it was always a cup of tea for you.
It is as if we were the same soul living in two different bodies.
Time ran.
Now, we’re strangers with memories.
A s e p a r a t i o n.
A s e p a r a t i o n.
A s e p a r a t i o n.
My heart aches, my fingers tremble, and I feel the weight in my chest.
I wonder when you decided to burn this bridge.
I wonder when you decided to hate parts of me.
I wonder why.
I wish I could freeze time so my lifeless life wouldn’t flash in front of me.
I wish I could stop the bridge from burning but our flames are brighter than us.
I wish I could say, “let’s build another bridge together”.
But there are no genies to grant me three wishes,
Although the bridge may have burnt.
I’ll answer your drunk dials, be okay when you cancel last minute, and keep my tea jar filled even if I hate tea,
Because a separation doesn’t mean we can never be together again.
Last modified: November 26, 2023