Monday, October 30, 2017

The Day My Reflection Took My Place

We were walking past the lake, when my reflection took my place.

It held your hand and watched you slowly drift away from me.

It threw a plate against a wall the night after you left, when it relealised you were never coming back.

It drove around for hours on its own, not knowing where to go.

It held the phone, not knowing who to call.

And this is the only way I can explain to anyone what I'm doing, underneath the water.

1 comment:

Me said...

My sweet dear You,

When you will leave, you will take every best thing in me with you!

Me, who always misses You!
Hope your new year be filled with love...