Counting - Poem by Marie Daniels
Counting down the
Days for months not for
Something fun or lovely
But for goodbye. But
All of a sudden, the months
Have become days and
The days have become a short
Few minutes. And I’m sitting
In the car waiting for my
Heart to break. Look - it’s
Raining outside. Pathetic fallacy.
Clinging to you with my every being
Burying my face in your arms
So that no one sees
My tears. You take me outside
And hold my face in the rain
And you tell me we’ll be fine and that
This isn’t a goodbye and
You’ll see me soon.
And soon enough,
I wave you goodbye as you settle into
Your new life. And I smile
Through the hurt and pain
And I start counting just the same
Until the days that I see you again.
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