To close my eyes
Is to accept my fate
So I lie

the other side of loss
and sum of all my parts
a conclusion forgone
encouraging in theory
but leaving my world shattered
through a single pane

Do you think of me?
Your memory fades
As my self comparison to
old pictures of you
Start to age out
New wrinkles have formed
Though I’m sure
I’ll come to know them myself
In future years
Your presence remains
A mystery
Where are you now?
I long for you to stay
unknown

find your humanity
when the world gives you every reason
to lose it

a building primarily constructed
for ornamental beauty
how foolish
suggesting purpose but lacking
substance
structurally sound
a majestic feat
built on rubble
and looked upon
with longing
time wasted
on folly

My face becomes a watercolor
the patterns swirl
with your every word

Because it was there and so was I
perhaps an open book
Growing up I never had dreams
I didn’t realize they could be small
That dreams could be a room full of books I’ve read cover to cover
It was always how life
could change course
upon meeting another
Not the decisions
The little ways I diversify life
With new pleasantries
I write down the dreams
Watch them add up