Hope Dripping

Heartstring Eulogies

“The hope dripping from your lips
never tasted sweeter. And I never
wanted to stop kissing them.”

And I felt it, the excitement, in your fingertips. The wonder sparkling in your eyes. I felt the future you craved oozing from your heart and pumping through your veins. And that hope. The hope dripping from your lips never tasted sweeter. You see, I knew what you wanted from me. The taste of all that you wanted overpowered my senses and it felt like flying. But I knew. Eventually I’d come crashing down. Eventually, I’d see the excitement fizzle out. I’d see the sparkling dim. I’d hear the strong beat of your heart lose its focus. And eventually, the hope I tasted would mirror my own sadness.

© Sarah Doughty
2018

How could I let that happen
to someone like you?
Does that make me a monster
for trying to hold on

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