much of what I remember
makes me ill
your pleas
this madness
in my head

between consciousness and
numbing dreams
for a moment
I felt connected
to nothing
none of this was real

you pleaded; I turned away
hiding my tears
you held my face, searching
for answers
there was
only one

this life
little life
followed me
deafening silence

I rumbled through
a tempermental thunderstorm
shaking our foundation
your nerves
soaking you
to your chilled bones
floated away
kept rumbling in
the distance

your scent lingered
on everything
I took with me
in me

the last word
you said to me was

cursing me
these thousands of days
no, somehow
you have nothing
but love for me

I loved everything about you
but sometimes
isn’t enough


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