life stops
death precedes life
before its taken

death is inevitable
but soul is immortal
forlorn remnant of your soul
punctuates everyone's life

grieves and mourns stop
your remnants fade
from when you were dead
life annihilates your wraith
slowly but surely

what is left of you,
in this world,
my dear?

Nothing.
But everything.

maybe, maybe wasn't an option
you had to choose,
if you wanted me to stay
maybe wasn't an option
maybe shouldn't be your answer

maybe, you made the wrong choice
maybe, you felt hurt
when you heard me cry
that Friday night outside your yard
maybe, you wanted to be with me
or maybe not

well, maybe, just maybe
you still love me the way I do
maybe

The light from the edges
of your silhouette
illuminates the darkness
out across the black abyss

reminiscing times when spaces between our fingers
fit each other's perfectly
now, you're the silhouette of the dream
I am playing at the back of my mind

You mended my heart and yet, you let it descend

coffee at 12 makes me sane
the smell of summer morning and flames
memoirs of our lake house days
leaves me at daze
the stolen rusty car and broken seats
ceaseless honking and credulous children
that halt I never want to leave
Those were the long gone days
You were a long gone day
The past, which would never return
But the past memory that will stay