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The Last Time

We were walking together on that sandy beach,
watching the sunset mirrored in the ocean waves,
you put my arm around my waist,
and held me in your arms.
you whispered it to me,
and I to you,
those three little words that we had said so often,
but I did not know that that would be the last time.

When you got on your knees,
and I said yes,
I thought it would be the beginning,
but not the end.

Not when you got that horrid letter,
not when you told me,
not even when you came to say goodbye,
did I believe it would be the last time.

We were walking together on that sandy beach,
watching the sunset mirrored in the ocean waves,
you put my arm around my waist,
and held me in your arms.
and you whispered it to me,
but then you added: “Goodbye,”

You said you’d come back, but I wept,
though I thought I knew it couldn’t be the end.
you wiped the tears off my face,
and then you left,
but I knew you cried too.
But I didn’t know that was the last time.

I came to say goodbye,
but I was too late.
The last thing I saw was the train speeding away,
with you on it.

Three years later, I was there again,
waiting for that train to come back,
with you.
I waited, and I saw many men in that uniform,
every man but you.

Then they told me,
but I didn’t believe them,
but they were right.

We once walked together on that sandy beach,
watching the sunset mirrored in the ocean waves,
you had put my arm around my waist,
and held me in your arms.
you whispered it to me,
and I to you,
those three little words that we had said so often,
but I did not know that that would be the last time.

But now I walk alone on that sandy beach,
watching the sunset mirrored in the ocean waves.
I imagine you next to me,
your hand around my waist,
myself in your arms,
and I whisper “I love you,”
for the last time.

I did not know it was the last time,
or I would have stopped you.
I thought it was our beginning,
it was too soon to be our end.
I did not know it was the last time,
but the only thing I know is that
it is the last time I’ll ever love someone as much as
I loved you.



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Laugh-it-OutThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 2, 2013 at 10:21 pm
Amazing, and so deep, I loved every aspect. This reminds me of Carrie Underwood's song: Just A Dream, where this girl is going to marry this guy, but then he goes to the army and dies before se can marry him. :( so sad!!! Anyway, amazing job!
 
TheHalf-BloodPrincess said...
Apr. 28, 2013 at 1:25 pm
Thanks for the comment!
 
LexusMarieThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
Apr. 27, 2013 at 2:38 pm
Hey there! This is very beautiful, it's angelic. I love the repetition in here, writers can really over-use things when they write, but you didn't, you put the repeated phrases throughout very evenly and it came out very nice. Poems that tell stories over time are my absolute favorite, this one is amazing. Emotions are in every word, sentence, phrase, quote, stanza, and the whole poem. It's really personable. You wrote something very sincere and sad and made it pretty all the wa... (more »)
 
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