Those lost to the winds of time
bring me small smiles
little curls of warmth
tendrils of pain accelerating throughout
my body as I stare at the pictures
remembering those I have lost.
Somehow it doesn't feel right
to just move on
and not try to contact them again.
It doesn't feel right
to be such a big part of your life
only for them to disappear--
so here's to the one's lost!

To the ones to have slashed my heart to bits,
to the one to have healed my heart only to leave,
to the one to inject it with poison.

Here's to all of you,
the one's I have lost.