Last Kiss

In the garish station light,

We gripped hands,

Or linked arms,

And my heart fluttered fearfully

At a farewell

That could be final.

In this bubble there was

Only Us,

Oblivious to the comings and goings

Of suited commuters

Or the rattling trains,

For I was focused on your face,

Although your expression was

Unreadable:

Fathomless eyes

(Cannot recall the colour).

We lingered nervously,

Waiting for that tender kiss

That would tear us in half

And lead us down

Different, distant paths.

And as I walked

Into a fogged future

With or without you,

I dared not look back in desperation,

But I felt tears slide

Because I knew inside, that was

The Last Time.

 

Emma H, age 26, 22/02/2017

Silence

Your Silence was a hurtful sound,

My head filled with white noise,

An endless static rebound

Drowning out life’s joys.

 

The only break from Silence

Was the screaming in my heart,

And the tears that smeared mascara

Like a ghastly work of art.

 

Your Silence was a shock to me,

As though you flipped a switch,

Decided I was boring you,

And couldn’t scratch your itch.

 

Your Silence came from nowhere,

One day talking, next day dumb,

You ghosted out of my life,

To leave me cold and numb.

 

Your Silence birthed confusion,

A stunned mind asking “‘why?”,

There was no relief from closure,

My heart was left to die.

 

So if the Silence comes again,

I don’t think I could bear

The excruciating agony,

That deafening nightmare.

Emma H, age 26, 28/02/2017