Photographs, If he reminds me....

Pain, in my eyes from this single patch of dirt

A marking of stone and years of wilted flowers

Silence, as I walk through this sea of sadness

Earth shattering winds through the trees like the wails of another losing their love

This is to remind me

Eerie, the aching kind of love

The instantaneous void of longing for what I can’t have

A rebellious heart escaping a body

      as it belongs to another

A hole where everything important use to be

But his ghosts, with my soul in their hands, they remind me

Runaway, he left me with these memories

Agony, he left me with these tears

He was gone in the snapping of a finger

I see him in his old home

I see him in our world...

But wait, it’s not our world anymore because I’m here without him

And it fucking sucks.

Photographs

They’re imprinted in the depths of my mind

Calling me to better times, better times without these holes in my body

My minds numb, appearances fading as I wait for him to come home

To come back to me

But instead I just slowly disappear....

As he takes more of me.

Reality, it looms over me in its natural clarity

While I’m fading into a transparency 

Existence is something I don’t fully understand anymore

What is me without him, what I am without me

The constants, reminding me what I lost

And what I can’t have

And what I wish I could forget

What I wish I could be

I feel like nothing without him here

Where would we be if he were here?

What state of bliss could we be in right now if he were here?

If he and I weren’t on different planes of time, desperately reaching for the other....

What if we could finally be set me free from this agony?

What if I could forget all this pain and suffering?

What if....

what if....

...

...If you love me, please let me forget you.

I’m sorry.