L.C. McQuillen
28.12.15
‘I’m leaving.’
I think
as I float on top of
the salty sea.
I close my eyes and try to picture
the next few days.
Days full of goodbye,
not that I’m not used to them…
I’ve just always knew who I was
going to say hello to
when I get to the other side.
I still float there
like a buoy in a calm sea.
peace.
But then you
you subtly slipped into my mind,
hugging you good bye for the last time.
I started to sink
as I exhaled my breath
at the thought
of you not with me.
and the salty sea
fills my mouth with a
bitter taste
that breaks my stillness
and burns my eyes.
We’ve been friends for so long
and my heart only realised
how much you belong to it
the day I started packing
my bags
elated with my next adventure.
Then it occurred to me
You weren’t going to be there anymore
I wrapped my arms
around my backpack
and as a tear filled my eye
I wished nothing more
than for you to knock at my door
and not say goodbye
But as I shut off my lights
that night,
filled with sorrow
from the lack of a knock
I back tracked
to find any memories
in my mind
that may have suggested
there was or could be more
than a few laughs and a lot of deep
between you and me.
Now it’s today.
and I think,
as I float on top of
the salty sea
‘I’m leaving.’
and the time will come
when I see his loyal eyes
and gentle smile
for the last time
and will always wonder
what he will think
when I’m already
gone
and if regret will
hinder his sleep
and if the tears
he’ll release
will taste like the
salty sea.