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Fleeting Memories

  • Writer: Chan
    Chan
  • Sep 26, 2023
  • 1 min read

Updated: May 17, 2024


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I look at the shining stars and can feel his hand up in the air

Tracing Orion with one, pulling me closer with the other

The wind blew cold then, just as he would, as I wait longer

And I knew The One was a myth and there is no true lover


Huddled up under the covers, my hair clutched into her fists

I was snorting at an insane joke, fuelled by everyone's giggles

That day, that room felt like a place I could breathe free

Who knew later I'd choke in room of smoke, to forget and flee


I thought home was my safest bet, warmth on my mother's lap

It was soothing until it grew too hot, I needed to get back

I thought my fearful tears would grant me a lending hand

But every love has its limits, some torments that last beyond


Perhaps people bustling around would make the difference 

Light hearted jokes, empty banter, the joy of sudden plans 

But without an occasion, would they even wish you well

You might as well look for diamonds in an oyster's shell


At last, I built the walls and stayed in, under the warm blankets

The feeling of hot chocolate and my favourite novel in silence

Just as easily, the darkness creeps behind and you're lonely

What's the worst that could happen? You could become your own worst enemy



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