Sunday, September 9, 2012

I guess I miss/ed you.

I cannot change what will happen to you.
All I can do is love you.

I knew that I couldn't bring you with me.
I never expected to. In fact, I--rather unconsciously--
made the decision long ago
to fall away.
To gently slip a step away each day
and go my separate way. But I
never anticipated the hold that memories have
that people do not.
They haunt.
They prowl.
They bring me back to you all the time.

Somehow, I've managed to bring you with me,
though agonizingly so.