Whispers in the Hallway

It’s all a mess
when seconds rip through the unrest,
of still thinking you’re perfect,
even when you’re leaving.
I’m awake
and aware of all these mistakes
while I stare at your side of the bed
where you should be dreaming.

So I’ll lie
and tell you that I’m doing fine,
that the guilt is not on my mind,
that I don’t think of you sometimes,
when I do.
Like when we hid
from the world behind drawn blinds
when my hands worked as my eyes
and traced your every line-
back when you were almost mine.

I loved the way
you smiled when you said my name
so I’ll try my best to refrain
from thinking of those mornings,
I can’t seem to let go of;
when you’d wake up,
your eyes in the morning sun
told me I was the only one
you’d ever want;
too bad I believed.

So I’ll lie
and tell you that I’m doing fine
when the truth is I’ve already died;
I’m just a ghost that cannot fly.
I’m the one you left behind.
I miss the way
you said how you hated time
and shivered when I touched your spine
with our lips intertwined-
back when you were almost mine.

But you shouldn’t mind
cause I promise that I’ll end up fine;
you still look beautiful from behind
when you’re closing the door
on your way out.
It’s hard to hide;
but the flaws are always in the design;
I hate that I said goodbye
after I’d run out of time;
and I was alone
for good.

Whispers in the Hallway

Nathan Emery

Joined September 2009

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