being with you always felt right.
now that you’re gone, all I do is write.
the place in my heart that made me feel whole
is now replaced with an unbearable, gut-wrenching hole.
our love that once left me feeling sky high,
replaced with anxiety at the thought of saying “hi.”
yet, the vast desire remains to be within your presence.
i’m still sorry about your birthday presents.
time spent with you was the highlight of my week;
the current lack there of makes my heart grow weak.
your intensity left me teetering on my heels.
oh, in due time I hope this heals.
i’d preach to the world how much i loved you aloud,
at this point, is it even allowed?
“you’re Benny’s girl!” was my favorite compliment,
you, truly you, were my greatest complement.
we were Romeo and Juliet, our perfect allusion,
therefore the idea of lasting was simply an illusion.
it was fun, it was new;
if only we knew.
when i was yours and you were here,
i'd avoid the warnings i didn’t want to hear.
the signs were there, yet i would think “no,”
because at the time i didn’t know.
we couldn’t quite hit the brake,
consequently causing us to break.
our love was karmic, one big lesson.
i’m hoping in time the pain will lessen.
there was a time i thought the world was ours,
if only i knew that day would be our last hours.
as i write this, and time has passed;
all i have left of you is memories of the past.
1-31-2022
