Taken

Last month now seems the
distance of long ago, when
hope stood in doorways

Your walls familiar,
yet strangely distant for the
backdrop of a year,

a year I think I’d
rather let fade into the
folds of memory…

Never needed you,
but only what I thought you
could have provided – 

excitement, promise,
without a thought to the fact
that I was empty

and you could never
fill those places that simply
longed for her within…

I sought you, I found
miles of nothing underneath
laughter’s skeleton

and I cried for us,
not because we were ever
anything, but for

all that we once thought
we could have gained, and all that
in this, we have lost.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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