I reach for the pearls
That you gave me ~
And clasp them
Round my neck ~
The last gift that
You gave me ~
My last tie to you ~
Lies cold and heavy
Against my skin ~
The way my heart
Lies leaden in my breast ~

And I wonder if
It will ever go away ~
This chill that ices
My bones ~ and
Makes all thought
Of warmth and comfort ~
Seem like a mirage
Or a magic spell ~
From long ago ~

Sometimes I think
I should rid myself
Of this last reminder ~
But I know
I never will ~ just
As I know that I
Will never be rid
Of the memory of you ~

I wonder
If you ever think of me ~
If you ever remember
The good times ~
Before it all went
So very wrong ~
So very quickly and
So finally ~

So hate me if you will
But don’t forget me ~
I could bear anything
But that ~

If I would go on ~
I must believe that ~
So long as this world
Shall hold us both ~
You will remember me ~
As I remember you ~

© 2012, Melody Haislip. All rights reserved.

Melody Haislip (23 Posts)

I began writing poetry in my early 20s, and then put it aside and forgot it. Then a couple of years ago, I suddenly began writing ~ about everything under the sun ~ and I began to write poetry again. Or perhaps I should say channel more than write, since I feel that I am merely the conduit for some of the pieces I write. Those are the best of times, when the words flow, and those are the words which speak to others. Wish I could live in that state all the time!


  1. Love so rarely ever ends well. :) Lovely post full of emotion.

  2. Melody Haislip (Author)

    But ’tis truly better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. Poets have known this forever. Thank you, Dani. :)

  3. Anya Pham

    So sad. Perhaps you can make additional, more positive associations with the pearls someday.

    • Melody Haislip (Author)

      Better to have the painful reminder than to lose the memories.

  4. Once again Melody you have captured the spirit of a woman who refuses to release the last vestige of a love from long ago. I commend you because I, too, will never ever completely let go of those men who played a profound role in my life. Wear those pearls forever!

    • Melody Haislip (Author)

      The pain and loss we experience as we grow are as important as the joy and fulfillment. No one gets through this life without some pain. It’s both an excellent teacher and a part of the life experience. It helps us appreciate the good times. :)

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