Paralysis surges over me,
I feel nothing, not even numbness.
Levitation raises me,
from my bed, I ascend.

I do not look down,
for I fear the ground.
Nor do I wake myself,
for if this is a dream,
I don't want it to end.

The air is cool up here,
far above the Earth,
far above the trees.

I feel weightless,
almost like paper,
as the breeze lifts me.

When I reach the stars,
the skyline, the end,
I stop.
My body drops,
and burns up in the atmosphere.

But I stay here,
my entity stays here,
where I float,
where I will remain,
till I dissipate.

I drank until you weren't real.
Until I couldn't feel
anymore.

I drank until I only saw faces.
Until there were no traces
of yours.

I drank until I couldn't think.
Until all I wanted was another drink
and not your mouth on mine.

I drank until the world went black.
Until I lost track
of what I really wanted which was
you.

The day you came into my life
I forgot the tongue hours spoke.

I could not remember
the words in the cardboard.

What was time before you,
before us?

Still fragile as the doubts
hanging in your curly hair,
I walk forward.

I walk through my memories.

I used to carry you everywhere
in my clumsy hands,
like a stamp collection.

As the ordinary days came along,
everything was different,
You were ever-present eternity.

Here now,
my crestfallen eyes long a chance
to have that shared kiss
one more time.

I still keep you warm,
up my fireplace,
the dust never bothered me,

but I feel
I lost myself
as a human.

I am semi-ruined
as a lonely half ought to be.

What comforts me is that
our future is written on the stones.

We are not broken,
not yet.