My life flashes before my eyes,<\/p>\n
except it’s not just mine,<\/p>\n
it’s my brother’s and my mom’s,<\/p>\n
it’s my best friends’,<\/p>\n
and even my dog’s.<\/p>\n
There’s nothing remotely interesting about the events that I see,<\/p>\n
except when I see your face,<\/p>\n
and the way the scar on your chin tilted to the left when you smiled,<\/p>\n
how when you laughed,<\/p>\n
the whole world stopped to marvel at the sound,<\/p>\n
of such a happy and joyous tune,<\/p>\n
and the rhythm of the way you breathe flies past my ears,<\/p>\n
and I can’t help but wonder why I don’t write more sappy poetry,<\/p>\n
about the times we spent together,<\/p>\n
but I think that would defeat the purpose of gooey poetry,<\/p>\n
because you’re gone,<\/p>\n
and all of my mushy words turn to heartache,<\/p>\n
that I’m not completely ready to accept yet.<\/p>\n
So screw words and lines full of the almost<\/em> L word,<\/p>\n that was on the tip of both of our tongues.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" My life flashes before my eyes, except it’s not just mine, it’s my brother’s and my mom’s, it’s my best friends’, and even my dog’s. There’s nothing remotely interesting about the events that I see, except when I see your face, and the way the scar on your chin tilted to the left when you … Continue reading “A Poem I Didn’t Need to Write”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":24,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1420"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/24"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1420"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1420\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1423,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1420\/revisions\/1423"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1420"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1420"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1420"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}