A "New Moon" twilight series inspired poem.
He is I
You don’t belong in my world
He said
A coldness ran through me
The tears welling up
As much of my soul crying
Before the tears surfaced
My soul crumpled
Shattered by those words
Were they true? I asked myself
But he was gone
Almost as if to verify
That which never rang true
Yet seemed to becoming true
By his absence
What was I to do?
Where could I run from this emptiness inside?
Only he could fill…
A crying loud hollow echoed inside my soul
Mirroring the aloneness
As he left me
Surely his world was my world too?
As we are one
This I know…
Oblivion rushed to meet me
As the cold air touched my body
Waking me to this reality without him
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