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Brendan 3: Finit

by Beth K Hannah

All i have of you
Is the whisper of your fingers
Across my back,
The one time you said my name,
The time you smiled at me in the sunburnt air.
For awhile, it was enough.

But, the seas rose, as did my desire
And I had already wasted enough
Cell phone minutes on you.
So I found someone new,
Hoping he could escalate me past the level
Your fingertips ever did.

And he has.

But you keep coming back,
Making everything I worked to destroy
Be reincarnated.
You always did end up disappointing me
And i still hate you for it.
Maybe I can't kick the shock my nerves feel
When you walk through my door,
But I am finding my feet again.

You still own a part of my heart
That can never be taken back.
I shouldn't of allowed the ocean
To carry you away; my heart in your suitcase;
But it is too late now.
But, I can live without it,
Though it twists at times; this hole.
Just promise to never whisper my name again.

06/13/2004

Author's Note: I think it's over...if he stays away from my skin.

Posted on 06/14/2004
Copyright © 2022 Beth K Hannah

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Cymbre Dolphay on 06/14/04 at 04:45 AM

I was there, it was akward...and kinda funny. And the scary thing is I was thinking 'It'd be weird for him to show up right now.' and then he did. Great job darlin.

Posted by Ginette T Belle on 06/15/04 at 12:01 AM

god, who hasn't been there...that one person that you can't chase away from your memory, from the depths of your soul...you've expressed this experience perfectly...thank you...

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