I write stuff that I think is okay sometimes. And maybe some poetry. Fuck, it's mostly poetry.

Monday, June 4, 2012

The Thing You Were to Me - 6/1/12


We don’t know it but one day we will look back on all the stars and clouds that we watched so closely.
We will remember the time we had and it won’t mean a thing.
We’ve been lost for years but can’t admit it.
We’re treading water and we can’t resolve it.
You brought this world upon me, love, and I don’t know how to face it.
I remember when I first looked up and you were shining there: a husk of silver in this maze of shit.
You showed me the way and told me
“Don’t you ever look behind you – there is nothing there for you.”
I grabbed your hand and clung so tight.
We were almost out before I lost you.
I must have sneezed, I must have dawdled.
I could see that god-damned light but you were gone and where could you be?
I didn’t search for you.
I fled in silence.
One day we will remember the time we had and it won’t mean a thing.

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