Tag: loss
me before you
Who was I before you and who will I be when you’re gone?
Will I be able to breathe when you aren’t my air?
And will I cease to exist when you aren’t there?
Who was I before you and who will I be when you’re gone?
Will my heart find a rhythm of its own?
And will I cry myself to sleep – alone?
Who was I before you and who will I be when you’re gone?
Will my mind find peace and serenity?
And will I remember you longer than eternity?
Who was I before you and who will I be when you’re gone?
Will my smile be brave and strong?
And will I hear our story in every song?
Who was I before you and who will I be when you’re gone?
Will I go back to the way I was before?
And will there be an other opened door?
Who was I before you and who will I be when you’re gone?
Will my brain pretend that everything’s a lie?
And will my thoughts ever truly say goodbye?
Who was I before you and who will I be when you’re gone?
Will there still be happiness for me?
And will it come with a price or is it for free?
Who was I before you and who will I be when you’re gone?
Will I ever forget you?
And will I ever forget how to love you, too?
Who was I before you and who will I be when you’re gone?
Don’t Remind Me
Were you the stitches that held my broken heart together?
Were you in the words I erased from my page?
Remind me of the reasons why I needed you?
Truth is, I need you to fill the silence within.
Truth is, I need you to fill the pages in my book.
Remind me of the reasons why I love you?
It is all in the songs we didn’t hear.
It is all in the breathing air we didn’t share.
No reminder needed…
no more shelter
I want to take shelter in your arms
in their safety and your calm.
I want to hide from reality
and still see with clarity.
Don’t let us end like this
we had more than a myth.
I can feel you in my dreams
and I don’t know what it means.
Spare one thought for your favourite sinner
while your memories of me are growing thinner.
I never want you to forget me
and I don’t want you to set me free.
I needed you to be my forever
and now, you will be my never ever…
passion? obsession?
Passion? Obsession? It doesn’t matter.
In the end we will fade like the stars at the break of dawn.
We will stay memories written in the sand.
An experience. Nothing more. Nothing of substance.
I will be no one to you and you will be a stranger for me.
Just the way we were all these moons and moans ago.
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I can still feel your last embrace on my skin.
I can still hear your last words whispered in my ear.
My biggest fear is that you’ll silently vanish from my mind and leave a gap in my heart that can never be filled.
Broken promises
Broken promises.
J’ai fait une promesse
And I broke it
Ton coeur fragile
I couldn’t keep it together.
J’ai fait une promesse
But I never stood a chance
Ton dernier sourire
Forever in my soul.
J’ai fait une promesse
I wasn’t there
Tes yeux pâles
Haunting my dreams.
J’ai fait une promesse
Bitter tears of goodbye
Ton âme disparue
Forever alone.
***A mix of French and English. It had to be done like this.***
Catherine Micqu xx
Set me free
Through the open window the breeze comes in.
It settles on my naked skin.
You’re close, closer than you’ve ever been.
I can feel it – within.
Your presence seeps into me.
You will never set me free.
The night hides your daily dose of pain.
I would take it off you, but every time I try, it is in vain.
I wait for you; each and every night, again and again.
You became the most tenacious, reappearing part on me – a stain.
You’re more than I will ever be.
You will never set me free.
No begging and pleading will make these memories go away.
And even when our bodies part and our souls go astray,
There will always be a reason why we met that day.
And a reason why I couldn’t stay.
You are nothing more than a distant fading memory.
One, that will never set me free.
Catherine Micqu xx
The reality of my dream
Lost in the scary reality of this dream.
You are there but you don’t recognise me.
You look at me but you don’t see me. And I call your name and wave my arms.
To no avail.
And I realise; in your world, I am only a dream.
I wake up with a start.
Drenched in sweat, the sheets are in a bunch around my ankles.
I turn to you for comfort.
But you are not here.
You never were.
And I realise; in my world, you are only a dream.
I wish our dreams could merge.
You would see me.
I would find comfort.
Reality would be less empty.
Dreams would be less deceiving.
It could be a place we call home.
Catherine Micqu xx
reflections of an unquiet mind 