A poem: Coping

 Coping:


Seven years ago this month,
I remember it clear as day,
The delayed train and taxi ride,
All to lay down by your side.

We lied to our friends,
We lied to the world,
I lied to my mother,
We lied to eachother.

And since that day,
Forever became never,
I won't get to see your face again.

Your champagne sparkling eyes,
Twinkling in the daylight,
I'll never see them again.

Our vacation to the south-west,
The clearest memory I have,
Stumbling home from the bars,
And dancing under the stars.

When I got into uni,
It made you and I closer,
There was less time to miss you,
Making the cracks see-through.

And since that day,
Forever became never,
I won't get to see your face again.

Your champagne sparkling eyes,
Twinkling in the daylight,
I'll never see them again.

You didn't have the guts to tell me,
To look into my heart,
Just like that you left,
My scarlet girl had gone,
And the years of promise,
Had turned to wreckage.

But I guess I'm coping.
I guess I'm coping.