Memory Sick
I said goodbye to you three years ago
though I am still trying to forget you.
I see pieces of you in others,
ones that that I will never know
because they cannot be what I remember.
You were the only girl I ever loved,
but loving your ghost is not the same;
it is hollow and I must learn to bury you,
the child that turned into the brazen witch,
the one that pulled my jigsaw heart
apart. Even if we wanted to collide
once more, the distance between is
further than moons and the
blue lips of yesterday feast on
the memory of us.
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