Giant vs. Fae: a tragedy.

I swore you wouldn't be this

Wouldn't be this
.

I wouldn't get used to the sound of your laugh-/

Miss the feel of your hands

on my face

You weren't supposed to make me love you

weren't supposed to

Be the steel in my spine

Or the hands around my heart

Then again,

you weren't supposed to crush it

either

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Published on Saturday, November 12, 2016. Filed under: "Poetry"

*gags*

Comments on "Giant vs. Fae: a tragedy."

On Monday, November 14, 2016, Lab Rat (124) wrote:

the rise and fall... the memory, that damn nostalgia and the soothe of time.... eh this is a dance we all seem to find the steps to, the words here make a good melody to it, bout time you climbed back in this saddle
A former member wrote: the last two stanza were so powerful...loved this!
On Saturday, November 12, 2016, Anna McCarra (357) wrote:

Often it's the simplest words that carry the most weight, meaning, and feeling. This isn't just a poem, it's a poultice that draws out the emotions.
On Saturday, November 12, 2016, Lux (280) wrote:

I don't want to feel this, but I have to feel this. Thank you for these words, they are a reminder and a gift.