Here
Like a bitter taste and an acid stinging flavor,
Your sour flow I contemplate and savor.
Over to our spot walking through the night alone,
and hoping you cared enough to come here on your own,
but its uncomfortably empty and the spot is dark where,
thought was the same and love became aware,
reminsing through the chain of memories provided
wading in a story all lost and decided
I'm here to remember you,
here, to remember you.
sensing the difference in time and space and all that's changed,
summer into autumn in every way I feel estranged,
in that misty breeze once filled with intimate connection,
now blows in the truth of failure and rejection,
and the swampy distilled energy conveying our ended communion
the easy winded reads display the movement of my wounded emotion.
Even the stars that shine once relinquished all walls and resistance,
now they shine just to remind me of the mental and physical distance.
Still, I'm here to remember you,
here, to remember you.
to torture myself I prefer to the apathetic numb,
cause the pain of you is still a piece of you,
or I wouldn't I wouldn't have come
Wouldn't have come, couldn't have come here.
Copyright © Richard Craig | Year Posted 2009
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