ITIWDWPAH

Through the kaleidoscope of shattered glass

I see echos of our past

A garden you maintained

(every time I step in there I see your face)

your favorite chair where you sat, croqueting

In the corner of my eye you sit there still

a familiar deception my eyes play daily

someone asked me to swim, and I almost cried

because I haven’t stepped foot in a pool since you died

I still remember all the things I never said, all the times I passed you up to read instead.

when you were first gone i acted resigned

three months after I had my first cry

I don’t remember what your voice sounds like, anymore

You slip through the sieve of my mind, my memories only a poor mockery

of the woman I can never find