I know
I won't be coming back this time.
You look so perfect as you sleep.
Maybe becuase that's when you can't hurt me.
I undress you.
With my mind, i'm caressing you,
Tracing my fingers down your chest
One last time.
Do you know
That I love you more than I could ever contain
In a sentence?
You wouldn't care.
I'm leaving,
Closing the door,
Slamming this moment shut,
Before it destroys me.
Beckie Edwards
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/farewell-72/
