It starts slowly.

Looking at you

But it’s not even you.

It’s a projection that you put on

For the world.

In the background:

I’m up in the woods, I’m down on my mind

I’m building a sill to slow down the time.

And overwhelmingly.

I miss you.

I know this, because the first one wells up.

It slowly wells up and I forbid it to fall.

It doesn’t fall.

What the hell?

I let it fall.

And it falls slowly.

Out of my eye

down my cheek.

Before i can track it

further.

more come.

like soldiers

at the yell of charge

they flood out of my eyes

i give a quiet yell

because i don’t want to feel this

You don’t deserve

to keep coming to my mind

i’m better than this.

Just as quickly as it starts

It stops.

Longing replaced with frustration.

God, I miss him.

Please help me stop.