Friday, June 27, 2014

I just have to let you know
 For the last time
 That I love you.
And that I wish you well.
I love you.
I love you so much.
Please take very good care of yourself.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

The only way I can reconcile with your absence
Is to allow myself the hope that
I will somehow, someday, somewhere
Find you again
Maybe in some hidden corner on the edge of the earth
Maybe one rainy day we will find ourselves
taking shelter under the same roof
Run into each other at a departmental store
I am willing to believe in coincidences
I am willing to believe in just about anything
To see you again.
Years and years later,
I imagine you full of a life I missed out on
Running into your arms,
I would feel as though I have finally
 arrived home after years of exile.
And as a final act of kindness
Please do not say otherwise.
Please leave me this much.

Friday, June 20, 2014

Was it me you were speaking to,
The last thing you wrote.
Or should I stop writing?

Thursday, June 19, 2014

All that you said,
I wish that too in 
that sweet moment 
when the world is wiped clean 
and anything is possible,
before sleep takes over.

Friday, June 13, 2014

That is all

I start at you and I don't know the rest.
I say it over and over
And I don't know how to proceed
My words are failing me.
Please don't go, I want to say
But I erase it
Please be alright,
 I will say instead.

You are not here anymore.
That is all.

Wednesday, June 11, 2014


will always be you 
in ways that bereaves me
Now sealed from each other
My ears pressed to the walls of the room
You occupy, worlds that never meet
Just felt intuitively
Through lost currents of the heart.
That is how the world shatters.
That is how the world spins.

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

If I say your name at one end of the world
 Would you hear me at the other end?

Monday, June 9, 2014

Sick to the stomach
Afraid to even write here, 
Still in love, still in fear
A series of emotions I am
Unable to entangle
but mostly the debilitating, weakening, sinking 
 falling that stands out
The dread of just falling without landing
without an end
Unable to write, unable to eat
In the mistaken belief 
That you would peel off my skin
 and I would punctuate you life.

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Silence, so much silence its beginning
 to reverberate into loud nothingness
Still so much to stitch back together
With needles, only the sharpest would do
Vast expanse of space now,
No plans, no date marked
Blank pages, nothing much to write about
A book suddenly made blank
Un-inked, wiped out of trace
Words undone
You have already done so much of trying
To claw yourself back into what was
Don't you see the deep red  blood you drew from him?
It is time to leave. 
Muffled sobs because your mother sleeps beside you.
What you wouldn't give to be in an empty house
To cry your eyes out
To live your life out in the never-ending desert
 Searching for what you have lost 
And will never get back
Still the tug of the heart to overcome.