a short poem about dealing with absence. for those who hold on just a little longer
"i miss you"
i repeat those words every singly day, hoping that just like a hello gets a hi and a see you later gets a goodbye, that maybe i will get my response today.
but those thoughts are merely rancorous because you were just you. now you're dead and you're blue, you aren't the miracle of lazarus.
"i miss you"
it's cancer to my fragile soil. it keeps me from being whole. since the day that you've been gone, my life slowly became undone.
it's impossible to deal with your absence, not when i still crave your presence. i can't let you go, not yet. you're not just an idea i can forget.
"i miss you"
you're the song that lived in my breath, you were supposed to outlive death. time is the greatest enemy of man, it casts us out to be less than.
there isn't a thing i wouldn't give, and there are things that i can't forgive. mostly how i'm still here but you're no where near.
"i miss you"
it's a pain that burns inside of me so often that i struggle for air, but what's always present is despair; it doesn't let me breathe.
even now i'm still saying hello because if i say goodbye it's done; i'd have to let go and move on and i'm not ready to let go.
