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ALone

Scattered memories.
Photos all over the floor. Eclipsed smiles.
Ripped corners.
Tear stain.
Burnt faces with holes through their eyes. Lying over them, protecting them somehow. Trying to have these memories last a little longer. Please stay.
Don't leave not yet. Everything and everyone slipped past my fingertips like sand. Why can't I remember these moments with...him? I don't remember this but I remember a scent and his eyes. Funny, why this? Every time I look at this, at this photo, this lost fantasy, heart feels wounded and scarred. All I know is that I'm all alone and nothing can replace the warmth that he provided for me.



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