Echo Poem by lamia harker

a moment last night where
everything was perfect.
every breath and torment
amazing

quiet night;
light rain in darkness
and the scent of him
carried on the wind.

i tried not to notice,
to not think about it
but even miles away
i could taste it.

he's begging and he shouldn't be
for there is nothing i can do
to change what is.

come find me;
i whisper back in return.
there is no promise the wind will deliver

but i have faith.