Posts Tagged ‘forgetting’

“It’s almost impossible to let someone go when you know they’re not in the past; they’re alive, you’re alive, and you’re both living in the same present- just not always in the same place.”- Original

You can’t forget that they’re there.

No ripples in the lake.
No mirrors, only white walls.
Something’s missing from the shelf…
A face like wax paper.
A name as common as air.
The line’s been drawn,
there’s no turning back.

I am reaching into me

and killing this love.

I don’t know if I could call it that,

I ignore its screams as it dies

like a baby bird at the hands of a great blizzard.

It makes me want to cry,

and yet my eyes are dry steel

as I strangle this,

this stagnant love.

See, you left it that way.

Unreciprocated, and since my hands can’t reach you

they’re entering my throat

and killing this love as it rots in its own salt-filth.

It hurts, but I cannot cry,

because I am only on the edge of a desert

dancing at night

and walking, walking each day.

It has taken me over a year to journey

from the red, vacuous, and boiling center

to this edge where a bustling city moves

like opportunity.

I am killing this love to move forward.

I am leaving what fantasies,

what memories I have of you

to suffocate and burn on the sand.