Do you remember?

do you remember when
all i had was fresh soils
for you to stroll upon?
every moment
was spent dreaming
of our forever,
our future,
together.
remember when
you lovingly planted
those very first seeds?
nourishing each
with poetic whispers,
creating memories
for us to keep,
sow and reap.
do you remember?

do you remember when
you laid the foundation?
pouring thick concrete
of honest solidity,
our eternity,
finally grounded,
soundly.
each wall was built
with hollowed holes.
windows of our souls
always kept open,
even through
chilling winds
of howling winters
we always knew
our sparked truths
would never freeze.
our intensity ignited,
burned.
do you remember?

do you remember when
you painted me?
oh how your palette
burst with vibrancy.
no other masterpiece
could ever compare,
for within each stroke
you owned me,
completely,
in totality.
and how the sun shone
on our breaking dawns,
warming our hearts
after long cozy nights
endlessly spent lying
beneath glistening stars,
our wishes cast.
do you remember?

do you remember when
one window jammed closed?
no amount of cursing
would jimmy it open.
that was when i knew
this home we had built
would be empty soon.
too soon.
you stayed absent longer.
time without you here
grew desperately dark
echoing lonely.
when you’d return
i’d brighten up
from deep inside,
but you couldn’t see,
didn’t want to,
you switched off
my every light,
in preference
of eyes destined
for eternal nights.
do you remember?

do you remember when
you closed the door
for the final time?
sliding the gold key
so easily
beneath me.
how you walked away
not even turning back
to stop and see,
how completely ruined
we had become,
we were once one.
now we are no more.
you left me
to break and crumble
into shattered fragments
of a battered lost soul
with no place
to call home.
do you remember?
i do
i’m still here
awaiting one worthy
of unlocking the door,
willing
able
determined
to complete
my full restore.

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21 thoughts on “Do you remember?

      1. hoodedworrier

        It would be cathartic for me right now. Sadly the words don’t flow as easily as I’d like and I don’t have the time to spend to give my thoughts the attention I’d like to.

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  2. marcus

    I hate love stories that end….
    Do you remember?
    All the times said, I Love You?
    What happened to that?
    Tossed away as if it just didn’t matter.
    Anymore.

    This was a painful yet wonderful read M’lle MeKa
    You sure can make me Howl…

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    Reply
      1. Megan Kay's Blog Post author

        Wow, thank you. We have crossed paths at some stage, because I just noticed your reblog of my dear friend Justin… I look forward to reading more of your work 🙂

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