Writing with You

Ink black to blue
writing trying to connect to you.
Finger to finger,
your soul still lingers.
Words you thought you’d never write
somehow take form to ignite.
Hand in hand, guiding me along,
it’s like having you near me all day long.
Even though you are my loss,
You will live on within this cross pen.

©Alissa Vreeland, 2017.

Erased

You wrote the scene and I played the part,
Was flawless till you made our story end.
Looking back won’t get me anywhere. I’m left on my own to fend.
I won’t go on and tell you about my bleeding heart.
So I’ll look on ahead and begin my new start.

Or at least I’ll try and pretend
until I find my new boyfriend.
But for now I’ll find our photos and tear them apart.
And maybe pick up a new hobby like mixed martial arts.

That will most likely have to do.
I’ll soon find my nitch
And all the pieces will fall in place.
It may take awhile but I will stop thinking of you.
You were nothing, but a minor glitch.
A memory that I will gladly erase.

 

©Alissa Vreeland, 2017.