Wednesday, April 27, 2016

A Once and Past Companion's Lament


Without invitation, open or otherwise
I still turn to you first;
a habit born of turmoil and comfort.
The melodies we sang - splinters in my heart;
though memories fail to fade, they threaten to overwhelm
life’s required routines, 
while I remain forced through circumstance
to bare witness to a love 
dissipated and buried but not lost.


And yet…

There remains you,

where the past and present remain inextricably intertwined
and every day stands 
a stoic and unforgiving sentinel,
an armored barker of withered bonds, 
looming over picked wounds,
while I pay dearly and daily for lessons in letting go.



Oh how missed you are…



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