I wonder if your tears have finally run dry, or if they’re just leaking through your ears and your open mouth.
A tear spills over and lands on my cheek. I wipe it away with the palm of my hand, and you look up and see me wiping my own tears away.
You try to smile and lean in for another kiss, but I’m struggling. I’m thinking about what will happen to us if I do get to live. You see my hesitation, but continue, keeping your smile intact. The kiss begins to feel awkward, but still I kiss your forehead. It’s a goodbye kiss. You open your eyes and smile. You make a big gulping noise, and throw yourself into the ocean. The water covers me and I begin to sink with you into the abyss.
I hope that you’ll find your way back to me. Follow/
You open your arms for a hug, and I walk into them. The world around us, while still extremely wet, I knew how it felt to stand within your thin arms.
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E.P. Robles | Poetry 