To my Surprise
I walked in to find
Rose petals torn
in my bedroom floor
a faded ruby red
with hues of earthy tones
along with a shade of scarlet
no longer breathing.
The tears falling from his face
without shame he embraces his shirt
to dry his tears, but
more seem to escape as he realizes
he misses you.
Preserved in his thoughts
your memory will be
his heart fought & lost
our lives meant to meet - destiny knows
A parting conversation
not fully aware
our last words, uttered
in silence
nothing could repair.
— Jonathan A. Lopez













