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Scream

  • Writer: blackfoxartpoems
    blackfoxartpoems
  • Jan 23
  • 1 min read

My heart screams for you.

Your memories make my heart full 

The small moments we took for granted 


When we watched all the movies

And rested under the tree 

When we slumbered together

You made my heart happy


I remember thinking

As you laid on me

How much I’d miss this feeling

So close as we breathe

Doing nothing unholy

Just being and living


We loved each other so

With simple loves 

We stayed believing 

That we needed

No deeper meaning

But to love so dearly

Holding each other close

Looking into our eyes 

At each other we sympathized

Knowing that at some point

We’d stop being so close.


Our time would pass

Our distance would get long

So we cherished every song

That we sang together 

Every time we held hands

We memorized our scents


As together we danced

I miss you so

So much more than you know

My heart does what I cannot

Where I was silent

And let you go

My heart screamed for you.

Not to go.


We’ll see each other

Once again

So here I’ll wait

And there you’ll wait

One last time

We’ll reunite

And then

Never separate

Ever again

No one will keep us apart

No judgment will matter

For I’ll have you 

My heart pitter-patters.


From scream to whimper

My heart understands

That love takes patience

It doesn’t work with demands


Good things come

To those who wait

A little time

A little fate

We’ll be okay.


-- BlackFox


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