I’m still surprised by change Of half a dozen deaths A crooked spin towards new age With dying cells, replenished skin And if a body can be replaced Does the same apply to the mind? Are you gone completely? Or do you relapse from time to time? To a person I know With yearning touch and softer eyes Remembering our lost lights Suffocating silence with muffled love Hasting the future Stretching reality thin I’m gone so far from comfort Forgive me Forgive me
7:03am, February 21st 2013
I can’t believe I missed so many years of her life I missed her transition to this new person That’s why I can’t recognise her That’s why she seems so different Our physical appearance is upheld by the death and birth of cells But what of the mind? Does its upkeep change us over time, or do we change ourselves? I miss your old care and love We hasted for the future, but brought the end instead I’m sorry for being a part in it