85 days since I last saw you
but who’s counting?
That’s just a mark I put on my calendar in red.
I will learn to live again
When my heart stops beating
in a fading staccato rhythm
that yearns for your warmth.

My tears are still all I have
in the silence that haunts my lonely nights –
But I promise
I will get a cat one day.

The memories are still on the wall
Frozen, watching, knowing
Waiting to be taken down
With a steady hand
Heavy with hope
of moving on.

But alas, not tonight –
For the night belongs to the window
watching the moon
and mourning your lost:
I still miss you and
another mark on the calendar

changes nothing.