by Devina Gunawan
One moment and it’s gone, another
Beat and mercy takes off. He lets
Go completely, of this hold, mine,
Love, don’t walk away.
Eyes to eyes, there is no trust. There
Remains a glimpse of affection, hardly
Any love. Then his steps drift away—wait,
Please come back, come back.
Heart, mine hurts. His hurts more.
My words stuck in my throat, chest
Stabbed, a million times. Let me in,
Don’t shut me out.
Too late, it’s done. I trace back my steps,
And weep. He is beautiful, even with
Tears in his eyes, beautiful. Painful,
But goodbye is near.
My arms fight to keep him. Let me
Have my last moment. Please—
Stay here for another minute, let me
Hold you when I still can.
It hurts, he says, your touch hurts. Mine
And broken, distant and untouched. In
A few seconds he isn’t mine anymore.
Will I live if I let him go?
Stay—for now please. But he won’t, and I
Understand. My eyes dried out, no more
Tears, no more smile, no more feeling,
No more of him and me.
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