Breathe

August 2, 2009
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The party is over
You and I are the last to be leaving
We’re sitting on separate sides of the room
It’s dead quiet.
The only sound is our breathing.
I take a glance at you
You head is bowed and I can’t see your face
I tap my foot anxiously.
I’m leaving before you
I know what you’re thinking
And I wish you’d make your move
I’m still watching you
Your head raises
Your blue eyes find my emerald ones
I take in a breath and hold it
You start to get up, walking to me
I hear the sound of a car horn and glance out the window.
I shot you a cold look
And walked out the door.
I exhaled sharply.
And realized,
I’d forgotten to breathe.





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~*The-Broken-Hearted-Girl*~ said...
Sept. 1, 2009 at 5:48 am
thank you HMMMM121!!!!!
 
HMMMM121 said...
Aug. 31, 2009 at 5:24 am
I just love your poems always so heartfelt. Keep up the good work.
 
EdytD said...
Aug. 25, 2009 at 12:54 am
I really like this! I think the last two lines are particularly powerful. I have definitely been in situations like this, and I know exactly how you/the narrator feels. Great job!
 
Schubster said...
Aug. 20, 2009 at 3:01 am
I love your work :) once again, awesome job with this.
 
Dreamer123 said...
Aug. 6, 2009 at 8:04 pm
This is so powerful. I can see the whole scene. this is great i love your wording. this is very interesting from the beginning. Yet very powerful. this is great keep up the great work. God Bless. :D
 
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