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listening to the raindrops fall on the air-conditioner
by Shonda Chrissonberryi have not cried in over a week
but i cried all the way home
i had your smell on my skin ~ my clothes ~ my hair
so i took off all my clothes and showered the moment i got back
but that just took the smell away ~ the memory of your fingers gently tracing the curve of my back, the weight of your hand on my hip as we lay side by side ~ the warmth of you next to me ~ your breath on my neck
no amount of anything can take that away ~ and no amount of love can make it stay if you don't feel it too
i hate myself for loving you sometimes ~ but most of the time ~ i just ache for what i will never have
07/29/2007 Posted on 07/30/2007
Copyright © 2025 Shonda Chrissonberry
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 07/30/07 at 05:19 PM Your heartache is evident in every word and even more ...every space between words. |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 07/30/07 at 08:05 PM this is so beautifully written. i am sorry for your pain, but grateful you were willing to share it here with us. |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 08/02/07 at 03:09 AM Oh, this is too sad and all too real in my life. As Don said, perfect. Unfortunately, we can't wash the pain out of our hearts that are breaking or broken.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by Melissa Arel on 08/07/07 at 03:23 PM you can really feel the emotion in this.. it was open & raw.. sorry things are going this way for you |
| Posted by Meghan Helmich on 07/15/08 at 04:36 PM yes yes yes. i always showered as soon as i got home, too. and it never really washed anything away. except resolve and pride. |
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