Abby Sze

Strawberry Field

Looking at the old photos and yours spotted my eyes

I thought I'm fine but then there's the nostalgia spreading in my chest

The freckles on your left chins that you always wanted to get them away

And the bright eyes with a bitter smile

That I helped you photoed it in the strawberry field

It was ten years ago when I took this picture

Flashing back to 2020 and I wish you are here

We can still spend our times like old days

Singing those rock band songs like No Use For A Name

Sitting on the coach for the whole afternoon eating tons of sunflower seeds

Which I no longer eat it because I only want it with you

I didn't expect to see your photo tonight

But it jumped up right through my pupils

I only kept this photo in my phone

Because the fear of forgetting you is swallowing me

At the same time I fear of remembering you and those imaginary knife will stab at my heart

I hate myself why I was such a mess back in those years

If I'm tough enough maybe I can save you

Now I can only look at this photo if I ever wish you are here

That one you are smiling under the sunny strawberry field

Topic(s) of this poem: death

Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 17, 2020

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  • Terry CraddockTerry Craddock (10/18/2020 12:05:00 AM)

    an endearing poem of loss

    photographic memories mixed the bitter loss of a lover passed, possess the power to pluck heart strings flatline the heart, memories can rule the soul crush the heart blind the eyes

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