I keep writing about you
day in and day out
I can’t help it
the words possess me
then keep me up at night
I’m jolted out of bed
just to breathe life
into these blank pages
now tainted with your name
verses about the way
you made me feel
stories about the love
that never existed

But what is it all for?
I look up and only your
o b l i v i o n
stares back at me

To have eyes so that I can see the best in people,
A heart that forgives the worst things done to me,
A mind that forgets all the bad,
An ear that can listen to the silence beyond the words,
And a soul that never loses faith.
Amen.
A Good Friday to all.
21/5/2020