One day

One day I will wake up dead and the life you breathed

into me with thumbs pounding on keys

will have meant nothing. nothing at all.

One day I will meet you again

after months of wanting

kiss you on your  tender lips

and feel your arms squeeze me tightly.

One day we will not even remember

each other’s smell. All of our physical pain

will have taken over our desire.

One day I will walk on the beach alone

and crave your hand in mine.

It is not even real, this love.

Back doors are open

and front doors are locked.

I died once and came back with

a new identity

someone stole Chrissy

and brought back a new version.

You would think she would be smarter

but she keeps on fucking up

mixing up sins with duties.

I lifted my dress for you

but you moved on now.

Other dresses are softer

and no one fights for anyone

anymore. Only lyrics


I can make them real somehow.

Did you feel the heat between my legs?

It was real, that I could not deny.





  1. e · May 27, 2017

    POWERFUL…that opening line alone Sis…

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  2. poemsinacoffer · May 27, 2017

    Absolutely fantastic ! What an amazing piece of poetry Chrissy !
    Much love,


  3. jackcollier7 · May 27, 2017

    Damn! Your words are brutally poignant.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. braveandrecklessblog · May 27, 2017

    Reblogged this on Whisper and the Roar and commented:
    Christina Strigas/You Can’t Break Up with a Soulmate

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  5. Ward Clever · May 28, 2017


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  6. speak766 · May 28, 2017

    Beautiful! I really enjoyed this. Nicely done!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. Transit Address · May 29, 2017

    Effective and Powerful!

    Liked by 1 person

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