If I die tonight,
don't tell her I was fine.
Tell her...
I still replayed our story,
in the back of my mind.
Tell her I heard our song,
many times.
Acted like nothing happened.
I lied about that ones.
If I die tonight,
don't tell her I moved on.
Tell her some memories fade away,
but the lessons and the pain stayed on.
Tell her I tried.
God knows I tried, maybe too much.
Maybe that's why...
And if she ever asks,
What I felt at the end...
Tell her
I wasn't missing her.
I was missing...
The future...
I thought we would spend.
I knew I would come here.
Maybe June’s perfection is undeserving.
Would December rain be kinder?
I don’t know.
But I found it.
I know it’s mine,
strangled in this pattern
of persistence.
The screen door still agonizes.
But I do not dare.
I sit on the step
that always gave me splinters,
and something in me breaks.
I wonder if inside,
ghosts still laugh—
or speak in gentle voices.
Would it feel the same
if I made coffee for them?
I’ll never know.
I turn to leave.
I have lost my home.
The house remains.
The sunset remains.
Cries in the sky.
My home is everywhere,
but I cannot enter.
Hollowness of eyes,
Nearness was wise.
Corridor of wide
Seems to be tight.
Hurdles in a way
Cause that betray.
At the start, it feels faithful.
At the middle, it feels stressful.
It causes a dagger in my chest,
But he behaves like it was an act.
Missing him like he was a part of me
But he was enjoying his life like he was free.
Left me with watery eyes,
Then I realize—
Missing him was not wise.
Standing up with no hope,
But decided to end this rope.
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