everytime i hear this voice,
i’m reminded of you.
the touch, the look, the smile,
all the pain and joy wrapped into a tangled ball
and taken with you when you left.
you were not good for me
yet you were the best thing for me
sweet, bitter, angry, exstatic
never conforming, never defining
always contradicting
always chaotic
always selfish
that’s what i get
that’s what i get
for loving you
the tears that fell,
the smiles that we shared,
so little time spent with you
impacted me for a life time
defined me, molded me, shaped me
i know the pieces fit, but not with me.
never with me.