Some people drink
To numb.
I drink
To let myself feel.

When the one you know
You will always love becomes
The only one who will
Use everything she knows about you
To hurt you
Time and time again
What do you do?

At every stage -
Every step you took towards a more serious relationship -
I wondered
If you were telling me because you still wanted me
To say
"No.
Not with her.
I still want you."

But who am I to say such things
When you could be happy

Does she make you happy?
Can she make you laugh?
Was it that easy to forget?

Does she treat you like a queen?
Does she kiss you when you smile?
Was I that easy to forget?

In the midst of the broken promises
And the forgotten agreements
I guess I just want to know,
Are you happy with her?

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?

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

Sometimes minds change and
Forever
Isn't always eternal.

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