Falling Face Down

Posted on February 1, 2012 | 12 Comments

It’s hard to know, how our love died
I look and try, to see your side
Accepting fault, for losing you
Is something that, is hard to do

Why are you still, packing your clothes
Wait here’s the ring, I give, propose
I see your tears, please see mine too
Just hear me out, don’t say we’re through

As you walk out, guilt rushes in
Down the porch stairs, regret begins
Fingers press at, your car window
Falling face down, as I follow

© 2012 Michael Yost 2/1

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12 responses to “Falling Face Down”

  1. charlesmashburn | February 5, 2012 at 3:05 PM | Reply

    Sounds painful, Michael. I hope it isn’t true!

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  2. Life: Between the lines | February 5, 2012 at 4:25 PM | Reply

    it is a sad piece, well said though, how it shows it takes two, no matter how badly one wants it, it takes two 😦

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  3. PhotoDiction | February 5, 2012 at 5:19 PM | Reply

    Wonderful imagery of a sad event. This piece has a nice rhythm to it as well.

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  4. Taylor | February 5, 2012 at 6:47 PM | Reply

    bittersweet and beautiful,

    Thanks for sharing.

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  5. Snowflakes | February 6, 2012 at 9:52 AM | Reply

    wearing their shoes is the best way to know them,

    fabulous perspecitve shared.
    🙂

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  6. Summer Rain | February 8, 2012 at 6:55 PM | Reply

    beautiful and moving…

    men do weep for real, right?

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