Sunday, August 7, 2016

The Shortness of You

22,958 days
was all you could stay
but it wasn't enough
for anyone who loves you.

I am back
from the edge
of the earth,
and your memory
is all that remains.

The ocean is not as blue,
the birds do not sing
the way they used to;
life has gone on
without you
but I cannot ignore
your absence.

Every second
I am here
and you are not
is a second
I hate
and wish did not exist
because life without you
is no good.

There is no sense
in the end,
no solace
in your silence.

22,958 days
is just not enough.

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