i saw
your mother died
in the newspaper
and didn’t stop
to call

i saw
you graduated
in a post of yours
and didn’t stop
to text

i see
your life
in glimpses
and realise
you’re gone

i see
you're moving on
in life
and must admit
so am i

i think
of you
from time to time
but not enough
to call

i think
of us
from time to time
but not enough
to text

i know
our friendship
is all
but a ghost
of the past

i know
i loved you
with all
i had
in the past

it’s not the same
it’ll never be
you have you
i have me
separately

“aren’t crows meant to be bad luck?”
he overhears
one too many times
he feels a tugging
deep in his chest
and so away he flies
a bringer of misery
desperate to find
a blessing of his own

“i miss home”
i admit
face stained with tears,
i can’t recall
the place where i belong.
“i miss home”
i admit
voice laden with fear,
what if they
don’t know that i am gone?

a voice
mocking me from afar
no, or is it from within?
How could i be so foolish?
allow myself to feel
what never could have been
a voice
bringing me down
making me kneel
oh please
“you thought this was real?”

“these are classics”
he tells me
but i can barely listen,
focused on his voice
his eyes
his heart
his kindness
i do not need
to go to heaven
i have already
seen it all
down here
with you

“You really don’t have to do that”
oh but i do
for all my existence has become
is just about you

I thought Orpheus foolish
and lovingly blind,
unable to resist temptation-
until you were mine

Now I am Orpheus
determined and wild
to ensure your safety
even if it brings us demise

I can’t bear to lose
I can’t help but look