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An Average Night
I sink into my welcoming bed and it takes me back to your warm, loving embrace.
I try to fight back tears as my trembling hand runs across the ice cold topside of your pillowcase. It isn’t fair at all how abruptly your life came to an end,
I can barely believe it’s already been a month without the love of my life and my best friend.
My mind continues to find new ways to force me to stay awake.
But I close my eyes and as I begin to drift, all I can picture is your face.
The burning love you had for me made me feel invincible.
I miss the way you’d make me laugh and then say that my smile was irresistible.
With you in bed next to me, sleep was never a problem.
But now you see, it seems to me, I’ve finally hit rock bottom.
I lie awake drowning in thoughts until I hear my alarm clock scream, Giving me not a single chance to see you even in a dream.
If my mind would let me dream, if even just for a single night,
I’d tell you that I love you and you’d probably say it’s going to be alright. I’d throw my arms around your neck and rest my head upon your chest. I’d take in your scent to calm my anxiety since it’s always worked the best.
I always listen to the songs that you once did write for me.
The song of our love is now and forever but a distant memory,
There is no more sound coming from those beautiful, beaten up ivory keys. Now if only I could find a way to drown out the sound of my unease.
Jenna Bresnahan `17
Those Eyes
I know those eyes of the deepest blue. They shift swiftly, but it’s too late.
I can see you.
Those eyes tell me something words can’t.
You walk past me trying to avoid your imminent fate; But we both know this might be my last chance.
Those eyes say that you’re scared.
You refuse to look at me but I know you want to. You know what you’re doing isn’t fair.
Those eyes show how your mind is a scary place. They seem to dance around the room;
But not once do they land on my face.
I know those eyes, your beautifully darkened windows. They look so familiar yet so different.
I miss looking into those eyes more than you’ll ever know.
Jenna Bresnahan `17
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