Searching | Teen Ink


November 5, 2013
By innkk BRONZE, WDM, Iowa
innkk BRONZE, WDM, Iowa
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It’s only two a.m.
The night still young
I drive and look for you.
You have been gone since last august
And they say I should stop searching.
You have made your home
Somewhere else.

I have driven to
The bar where we first met
The movie theatre of our first date
The lake where we would watch the sunset
I couldn’t stop myself from looking

I saw a glimpse of you
But as soon as I ran into your arms
You disappeared.
And with every blink
I prayed you would come back.

As I arrive home
You stand in front of my door
Hair now long
Tattoos I have not yet met.
My mind is telling me it’s a mirage
But as your callused hands touch me
I burst into tears.

Too many times have I recited what I would say
Because I knew this moment would arise.
But my tongue became thick
And my mouth could not open
So we both stood in silence
Sinking deeper into the winter snow.

The empty space

As your breaths
Became my breaths
Because there is not enough time
For breaths.
It’s already two a.m.

The author's comments:
This piece was supposed to have the speaker searching for someone as well as searching for something within herself.

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on Nov. 27 2013 at 8:34 pm
theblondechick GOLD, Kingsport, Tennessee
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