during three years of living without.

when words fail 

i stretch my fingers out

to clasp them close

to spread their comfort

across my pale skin

across the blue eyed flash you gave me

eyes close

and i imagine 

the timbre of your laugh

it feels brittle

elusive to my memories

sepia-tinged by the lack of its presence

for far too many years now

i'm at a crossroads, now

where there is a choice presented

in which reality i wish to follow

the one in which you were,

or my current state, 

where if it weren't for my existence, 

i'd think you never were.

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[Antonio Valentino]

i'm at a crossroads, now
where there is a choice presented
in which reality i wish to follow
the one in which you were,
or my current state,
where if it weren't for my existence,
i'd think you never were.


Jennie..... I love this..

it was that deep breath I'd been dying for.

Thank you for that.

[SpokenWord]

It is hard missing someone who you have lost and your words are true memories fade like forgetting how their voice sounds, it is like memories are fragmented or shattered. We often have to remember someone it is like giving life and yet we can't live in the past or we wont be able to move forward. It is a hard choice to make. Beautiful poem.

[Robin]

more than memory , an indelible imprint , a soul tattoo , you will always remember ...

[Crowley]

That last line is a gut punch extraordinaire.....the tipping point, the straw that broke the camels back, I have had it up to here....when the time comes to size up our situations, the strength of our identity will pull us through. Great writing kit....

[c.m.]

Bravo....that last stanza is amazing. You've done it again.