Friday 3 February 2017

Cold


I have been thinking of you

Reminded it seems by
the presence of
something sadder than
you or me

How very long I held on

When now I knock against the
hollow inside
the abyss you left in each
part of my whole
So much and so completely ignored
ripping the hinges off of the doors
catapulting me into a world where
daydreams remember

How I would like nothing more than
to feel the cadence of your
pulsating love again
Nothing more than to know it is me who
you tried with your heartbreak
to protect

Instead I am left waiting on the hill
shaking with knowledge of
lost connections
I am left on the pier with memories of the dead
their sorrow pointed toward
the horizon



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