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Thoughts at Year's End
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Missing Him I’m afraid to end it here
Because I feel everything
Hasn’t said that needs to be
So I keep you confined, at
Arm’s length, in case the
Epiphany I’m seeking appears.
But maybe closure never
Completely comes,
Maybe it comes only in whiffs:
Lasting for a while
And evaporating into the air again.
I don’t understand how you can
Turn your emotions on and off
Like a finely-tuned faucet
Because it seems somehow mine
Has been leaking unstop.
And when you said you loved me
I wish I had believed you.
Because now I’ve realized,
If no one loves me ever again,
It would be fine, because
You loved enough for a lifetime.
