Without

Time passes without you now

 

They say love has no regrets

Tender kisses are not for remorse

 

Butter is on my toast before 630

I’m in the cab my 640

I’m at work at 7

And I still manage to notice you’re not here

 

I await the moment every morning when my focus has landed on the in-pile

And I don’t lookup till noon.  Once I open the lunch box there you are again, taking

The momentary space in my mind.

I used to check my messages at this time.  Now there’s no point.  And I miss that, too.

Even if you called, there’d be nothing to say.

When we caught on that what we had it was already over.

 

The afternoon begins, phones are ringing, and I get to forget you again.

When the menial tasks are more pleasant than free time I know I have a problem.

To say it to someone would diminish it’s meaning as the words hit the air.

The only one that could feed the meaning is you.  You’re the only one I could tell without the feelings becoming the foolishness of breakups.

 

But you’re not here, you’re gone. It’s time to move on.

The timer on the stoves tells me this.  My lover will be home soon,

And he’s the one I’m making dinner for, not you.

I remind myself of this as I open the bottle

The wine opener you gave me.  Now I use it on another man,

Knowing you will never see it again.

 

I can’t say I regret the goodbye.  Fate has funny ways.

I regret knowing you’re gone.

Reviews

[Natasha]

this is an excellent write--i can relate to this for sure..
and i think this could be translated into a song :)

[kelvin]

good writing of one grieving over the loss of a past love you once had all is left but memories keep writing fellow writer

[An owl on the moon]

There is a beautiful aching in your words.. your reflections of what was... the absence of one once so close.. Even in the moving on there seems to be a pale regret of letting go... of even remembering. So powerful.

[John Phoenix Hutchinson..]

Fate has funny ways.

I regret knowing you’re gone.

Well written enjoyed muchly and the last line perfect.

[Sami Khalil]

Fate has funny ways... Well penned.

[An Ordinary Woman]

I'm so sorry you are hurting! That last stanza says a lot though, it really makes your point.

lovely & powerful writing

[MOON]

The parting of ways , loss and remembrance while going about the mundane. Nicely sketched.

[aram aram]

Trims of the tree leafs
perfected day wills carosines
Butterscotch hazeltines
police sirens don'r complicate street beings
I can help you a liitle with your fight, as long as you remember it is you that survives. I mean it in a poetic way, my help is a credit card don't spend it all in one intake. congrats, I acknowledge your hard work.

[InkSlinger]

Really like the sentiment in this.. acknowledging that it's over, and still not quiet ready to move on, even tho' you know you have to.. I also like the clever little way you expressed your thoughts.. "Once I open the lunch box there you are again, taking the momentary space in my mind".. and... "You're the only one I could tell without the feelings becoming the foolishness of breakups".. just love how you relate to those thoughts.. Good good stuff here!!