This poem was written immediately after the fact - or rather, after the event. It's not as refined as the other poem I wrote about the same set of events. It's a narration of both events and the feelings that were elicited that night: it was our graduation ball. Okay, so maybe it's less a narration of events than it is a narration of feelings. It as an altogether odd night with all its interesting experiences.
Saturday, 2nd April 2005
Midnight Memory
It's still fresh in my mind: the picture of your eyes
And their beauty overshadowed by your loneliness
Veiled by your tears
Swollen from the pain
And I feel so responsible
As if I'd let you down
As if I could have prevented everything
And it pains me so that I have pained you
You are a friend
Maybe even more than that...
But I have made a mistake
And all I can say is I'm sorry
And I truly am
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