Heartbroken, Heartbreaking
Acid, flowing rapidly
a Niagara down my cheeks
brushed away quickly.
The clock on the wall un-moving
reading four fifty- two
stopped there to keep the fall flowing
to keep me from forgetting
since forgeting would hurt more than the memories.
April 5, 2002, 4/5/02, 4:52
The clock stopped ticking, stopped ticking away,
the ticking stopped, it had to, it sounded so much like...
April 5, 2002, heartbroken, heartbreaking
but faithfully
I will wait for you.
Copyright © Renee Garrick | Year Posted 2007
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