I Cried For the First Time In A While

I'm sorry, I just can't hold everything in sometimes.

I hate the videos 

I can't delete them 

I can't even if I wanted to 

You are here 

You are still here 

Is this what Xaba felt when she opened her cabinet and found her lover's clarinet in a velvet case 

I once felt love like no other for someone that no longer matters 

It'll never come back again 

It'll morphe and flow into something else 

For someone else 

But it's never going to be like you. 

Reviews

[Chryiss]

I don't know the reference of Xaba and the clarinet, but I really enjoyed that part nevertheless. The lines are short, straightforward, and bittersweet. It's ok to let emotions out, even if the pain and memory doesn't quite ever fade, but perhaps in doing so that memory will become something precious just as that person will still be.. Lovely little poem.