4/2/2019 0 Comments A SUmmer night’s eveHi guys! Thanks for waiting so patiently as I took time away from my blog. Not willingly, albeit; school has just taken precedent over everything else. Either way, I’m here now and I was really excited about this poem I wrote on the train a few days back and thought I’d share it with you. Hope you all enjoy! The smell of rain,
Won’t ever be as strong as the scent of your vanilla perfume on my pillow. The sound of the waves, Won’t ever be as strong as hearing your heartbeat as I lay on top of your chest. The blinding view of the sun, as it rises over the horizon, Won’t ever be as bright as your smile the moment I saw you walk down the aisle. And the taste of pineapple ice cream, Won’t ever be as sweet as the taste of your tongue on my lips after a warm summer’s day; -You were eating a cherry popsicle, that first night we kissed.- And as I try to remember the smooth silk of your skin, And the smell of your hair, and the sound of your breath as you lay next to me; As I try to remember that smile, and how good you look without makeup on, or the taste of you after you’ve been in the pool all day long; As I try to remember, I fail to understand, why the universe is set out to do more harm than good. Why reward when you only plan to take away? And why let me love her, love you, when you were only going to leave me? It was unexpected. I loved you and then you were gone. Is that what happens when you love someone? You love them until they leave? I wish you could have stayed. I wish the universe was as merciful as it claims. Because the last thing I remember of you wasn’t your smile, or the smell of your hair. It wasn’t your touch early in the morning that enveloped me close, or the sound of your laugh when I tell a funny joke. The last thing I remember was darkness and the smell of metal and blood. The sound of despair and panic in your voice as the car flipped us over and over and over... I remember your hand grasping for mine and how quickly I lost your grasp. And how when everything was over, the sight of your mangled body laying next to mine, dead and silent, pulled nothing but pain from deep inside my chest. -It still keeps me up at night.- So the universe is cruel, for letting me love you and then taking you away. And for letting that be the last thing I remember. But I’ll always love you and I’ll always try to remember your smile when I can see nothing else but darkness. So thank you for granting me that joy, that reprieve from the devastation I feel. Even in death, I’ll always love you. -Pete The story of Pete And Hanna’s Epic Love Tragedy Song: When the darkness comes Until Next Time. With love, Arianna
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