She

I wrote this on the subway home after receiving an unexpected text message earlier that day.

She texted me again

A surge of cold adrenaline slams into my heart

I can't breathe

And for a moment I can smell her

I'm relapsing

The scars burn and I crave whisky

I need to numb this

It's consuming

The love that never happened

Never could have been

Yet wanted

Craved

Never knowing her taste

Only her smell

Memories are all that's left

Imprints that still scorch my mind

Wishing to forget, to erase

All the pain her everything causes

And she'll never know

Reviews

[lyss]

I've been there, but there's always someone out there that wont ignore you the first time, that wont take years or months for them to finally notice you and that someone will be worth it. Good poem. :)