so perhaps one day
we'll meet in a world
that isn't this cruel one,

and i'll finally be at ease
knowing it will be kinder to you
than this one has ever been.

the sun felt like a scorching torch on my skin,
but oh,
did it feel nice.

all i can feel now is the light tap of the snowflakes against my coat,
but oh,
does it still feel nice.

i'm sorry
you couldn't find anything
to firmly grasp

i'm sorry
i couldn't be there
to hold you in my arms

“he's in a happier place”,
they tell me,
but i know it's not enough

when i know that,
without you,
my happy place is lost

writer's block
will never be a thing
for me
as long as i have words to write
about you

people cheering,
lights shining,
children playing & singing,
candy being eaten,
hugs being given.

waves crashing;
earth shaking;
heads spinning & throbbing;
blades being clung;
cars being slammed.

a child falling asleep.
leaves gently dropping.
white, delicate snow.
the fragility of an angel's wings.
the vacant spot you left behind.

a phantom pain.

it seems like everything and everyone is attracted to you;
and i,
too,
can't help but fall into your orbit.