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By Liz Date: 2004 Nov 07 Comment on this Work [[2004.11.07.20.06.15930]] |
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Would I erase you? nights of tears and recriminations pleading, banging on the bathroom door chasing you from party to bar to liquor store trying to protect you from yourself when you didn't want to be saved and you hated me for it every second that I contained you you cursed me and railed at me and hated me for it. but too there were nights of such intensity such beauty and tenderness and heat bare naked and down to the bones truth hazy mornings of sated fulfillment and whispered promises, private jokes a thousand small moments images snapshots that made me glad from my head to my heart that you were mine. One day, the tearing pain of your memory will dull to a hazy nostalgia your memory will be more sweet than bitter and always I will be glad that for one short year I lived on the edge of my emotions I rode the rollercoaster of good and bad I felt it all. And I will be grateful that I remember every moment. |