Old Bones
planted
in a
crooked
straight line
watered
with the tears
of Sycamore
trees,
headstones
bend
under the
weight
of time
letters slowly
falling like
leaves

How could you?

How could you possibly leave me
in the time I need you most...
Can you not see the hole in my chest
that I am trying so desperately to hide?

I just wish you would realize the importance
that you have in my life.

Please,
just come back to me...