Drowning

Drowning;
Falling;
Dying;

That moment you looked over at me
and told me you loved me.

That split second
you took your eyes off the road.

I’m staring at that tombstone again,
and my heart’s breaking.

I’m falling in memories,
dying in those lifeless green eyes that stared up at me;
drowning in your memory.

©Marie Meyers, 2013

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