Don't forget me okay? Cause I'm really going to miss you tomorrow.
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LunaGrimmJust an ordinary space kid.
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This story is just as much of a mess as everything is right now.

Don't forget me okay? Cause I'm really going to miss you tomorrow.

by LunaGrimm

The sky is blue and purple with specks of white and, and. And I can't remember the other colors.

The coffee has frozen over like my hands and the swing next to me is empty. But that's okay.

My eyes are focused on the same set of stars and I don't remember if I knew what I was waiting for.

The trees are whispering secrets, and talking of memorialized conversations we've had.

I've mentally partaken in their conversation and I can feel a fire igniting inside me again.

The Moon isn't out but I can hear it howling for the nights where we made it follow us around town.

I'm home now and I hear a car that sounds like yours. Because of yours I have hated loud engines.

The engine is roaring outside my door, and I'm back in Sunday, May 8th. And every night we stayed out till 5 in the morning.

For a few moments again, we are lost in the streets so filled with lively memories and dreams.

We're now at the creek and the smoke burns my lungs, and the sights of you in the driver's seat again at midnight makes me realize.

Did I really even miss you?

Or am I just not used to how different things have grown to be?

We're silently standing along the truck and I can't seem to shut the fuck up.

You stand quietly and do what I think is listening to me but I just think you're really trying to get away from me.

I still can't seem to shut the Hell up, we pulled up alongside my house that you called, "Home." And I ask you to please not call it that.

Now, the car is silent and it's screaming at me to go away already so you can leave somewhere I feel you don't want to be.

I ask for a hug before I leave, and when you wrap your arms around me I wrap my heart around you and I feel right here with me is the only place you want to be.

Or, is that just me.

You've now left, and since then there's only one week left. Till you leave again.

After that night one thing and one thing and thing only has plagued my mind.

Are you going to forget me?

With broken hands and bloody knuckles.

I stare at that same swing set, that same creek, that same curb, that same everything.

And whisper to your past self, from Tuesday, December 20th 1:21 a.m.

I whisper.

Don't forget me okay?

Cause I'm really going to miss you tomorrow.

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8 months agoReply
@bernardtwindwil thanks, based off of my current emotional state.

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8 months agoReply
This was lugubrious piece it was haunted in the dramatic sense. Really excellent. The mood was set beautifully. Great post. Merry Christmas.