I told myself the poetry was over
That you were gone
And I could whisper your name
In a quiet quiver
No one will ever hear. . .
It has almost been a whole year
Since the earth flickered
With the glitch that was your leaving
My heart still heaving
Claws at the mountain that
Will not overflow
I am an endless sum of all the things I will be, no more.
Your essence tosses and turns
As I Try to make you move
Further than my mind can recall
I am losing this tug of war with time
I miss being able to call you mine
The tear rolls into a drop that will not leave
My chest forever
In the precipice of a heave
Falling, hurling into a soundless wail
This mind, so frail
It won’t let me cry. . .
This monumental transformation of my life
Smeared in this Bastard pain
All is empty from within.
And you disappeared, into the sky.