Think of you I still do.
Wondering
if i can share with you —
Not knowing
if I have permission to.
So instead
I live in silence.
Living with the choice I made.
And so today – like every other,
Will be hallmarked simply as “another.”
Ache my burden to bear,
All my wishing curtailed.
The last promise I made
was to give you peace.
And in the loss of our —
what? friendship? relationship?
I stand on this ground with no footing
to request that you accept…
Once again the presence
of me.
And yet…
In hushed whispers I say your name,
with melancholy and tears glistening
I send out a prayer…
And then turn to my side,
and close my eyes.
Wondering if you know
I write about you when I can’t sleep at night.
VoraXious 