Thursday, 1 October 2015

the anatomy of missing someone

 i miss you. it’s like a gunshot wound:
 you don’t know how bad it hurts 
 until you see it.

i remember clinging to your clothes,
the warmth of your collarbones
your eyes like the starry night.
this started like redemption,
but now it’s just a burial,
the loneliness settling around
like dust.

we should have known better :
to leave without saying goodbye.
here, i promise i won’t be cruel.
hold my hands and just
trace the bruises.
watch my eyes turn pale.
a thing most fragile and intense.

i will lie awake just to feel your absence
shivering from my skin
to my bones.

do you ache for me ?

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