I have not fallen out of love with you
Or even us.
I have fallen out of love with myself.

We are born
Whole, and empty
We die
Broken
Repaired
Shattered
Stitched
Darkened
Enlightened
Sliced
Scarred
And full.

I would lick your sweat off you just
So I could taste your salt

You've told me a story
But
Would you tell it again?
I was too wrapped up in how
Your tongue teased the air,
Your lips hugged the vowels,
Your teeth bit the consonants,
And your jaw drove the rhythm
To hear what you were saying.

Sometimes minds change and
Forever
Isn't always eternal.

But I have felt your heart
And she is very much alive.

I wish I could hold you like
Songs hold memories
Plants hold light
Stars hold wonder
Hands hold hands
Eyes hold contact

How do you mourn something
You never had?