It was our
last day on earth and I wasn’t ready for what came next
I didn’t
know how the world would end
And I didn’t
ask
I waited for
you to join me
I stared at
the sky.
It was our
last day on earth and you held my hand
“This is
what they sang about
This is what
they wrote”
You wrenched
at my hand
You were
trying to find that perfect grip
Your grip
My hands
were made special for yours
Just large
enough for you to settle in
And you
tried
But my skin
was tight and lined with sweat
And I didn’t
recognize your touch.
It was our
last day on earth but I couldn’t feel your hand
We stood at
the precipice of a new world
“Just
because it’s different doesn’t mean it’s new”
You were
right.
It was our
last day on earth and I couldn’t find you
I asked
everyone I saw
They looked
sullen at my words
Or perhaps
solemn
I never
could read people
I never had
to read you
You were an
illustration in a sea of text.
It was our
last day on earth but it wasn’t ours
I’ve been
waiting for your return for a very long time
But I don’t
think you’re coming back
You once
told me:
“Steel
yourself, you never know what lies ahead”
You said:
“Baby, we’re
driving a car with two steering wheels,
We’re going
to break apart,
But we won’t
know until we’re both skating on two wheels”
It is my
last day on earth and I’d give anything to see you
I don’t know
why you’re not here
But I miss
you.
