Apologies in a Cold Room

Mon, 02/10/2014 - 18:08 -- Gemini

The Cold on my feet

As I walk to your fate...

The lump in my throat

As I hold in your tears...

The numbness in my body

As I think of your feelings...

 

I'm sorry.

 

He comes in,

Asks me if I'm ok.

I say I'm fine,

But I know I'm not.

 

I'm sorry.

 

As he prepares

To rip you out of me,

I think of our almost future

...

 

Me holding you,

Wiping your tears

As you cry for the first time.

 

Taking you home.

Waking up to find you

crying for me

...

 

But now you're gone.

 

I know you can't

Understand, but,

I'm sorry.

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