11/14/18
When I think of you,
What I miss most
Is laughing in bed,
Sitting atop your waist,
Hands on your chest,
Hair falling in a curtain
And tickling your face.
We giggled our lives away
As if we still had an eternity
Together.
-Sarah Clinton
Tag: Loss
Vapor
February 7, 2018
You are more vapor than gust, now.
The only remnant of your presence
Appears at nightfall
When the world is all but asleep
And the wind carries along a whispered memory
That, when day breaks,
Is shoved aside
Like those old dreams
Of you and I.
-Sarah Clinton
The Digital Version of Loneliness: A Paradox
There are few situations lonelier than being wanted by seemingly everybody…except the one person whose attention you crave.
You know, I get hit on every day. Sometimes it bothers me more than others, but the vast majority of the time, I prefer to be left alone. You know, treated like a human being rather than an item to be possessed. That sentiment gets infinitely more painful each time someone hits on me in “real life” or I get an overwhelming number of messages on Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat, LinkedIn, Twitter, freaking Words with Friends (because yes, women get hit on EVERYWHERE), etc…and meanwhile, I am being ignored by the one man who really made me believe in the possibility of forever.
In Comparison
You know, the guy I dated for a couple years in college cheated on me. When I found out, I left him. On my 22nd birthday 6-7 weeks later, he let me know that he had bought my engagement ring several months before and was planning to propose that night. Asked me if I wanted to at least see it, etc.
That night, I gave myself ten seconds to cry over it. Then I promptly pulled myself together and went out to dinner with my roommates and then out on the town (without the girls, who went to bed) to dance the night away.
Lingering Shadows Unbidden
December 2, 2017
Dear God,
You’re going to make me crazy.
It’d be so much easier
To move on
If your shadow didn’t linger
In my bed
When the throes of ecstasy
Subside.
–Sarah Clinton
You Kiss Like Karma
December 6, 2017
You might be karma
For all the lips
I never kissed
As eyes streamed up above them.Love unrequited
Hurts so much more
From this vantage point.
–Sarah Clinton
The Power of Our Words
December 6, 2017
It is easy to forget
That words have such power
Until our own
Are used against us.
–Sarah Clinton
You Were But a Dream
December 6, 2017
I thought you were
But a dream.
Then, all too soon,
You were.
–Sarah Clinton
Prison
December 8, 2017
And after a while
You learn that even your refuge
May soon serve
As your prison.
–Sarah Clinton
Darkness
I can't recall Ever embracing the darkness.
Not like now. I'd never before sought Nothingness Rather than forging ahead Even when it meant I ran through pain.