Broken sink
Fresh start. It's been 21 days , 5 hours and 30 minutes since we last spoke. last night I woke up from a dream about the "fresh start" we always talked about having . Woke up to the sounds of the broken sink.
Then I remembered how your gone and how I need to have a fresh start my myself and I need to remind myself I don't need you. I should remind myself not to count the days you've been gone either
I tried having a coffee and taking a long bath to drown my thoughts away although I end up over thinking anyways .
I turned the old , ratchet faucet. I thought of you and I remembered when I told myself , I would have a fresh start on my own and forget you. I remembered because the faucet broke before you left. Then how much I hate you for leaving, how much I hate remembering and How I hate this Broken sink Broken house Broken heart Broken dreams And how I hate fresh starts
A simple poem about a broken sink with more meaning then words could truly explain