Emy

A year or so, it's been some time

And still I write with your name in mind

I can't conceive our precious sighs

But here I try to leave you for good

I miss you still, your every bit

But I can see the good of it

Accepting hurt and knowing old

The memories that remind me of you

You let me know that I matter some

That I had a point to make

But you took it all when you called me up

And told me your half-hearted logic

I don't know you, or what I need

I wonder if you'd think of me

With some teary eyes in a mindless sea

While you occupy his time with yours

You did what you must

For a solid peace of mind

And it stung, but I understand

I hope you're safe these days

I dream of you from time to time

Pleasant things, an older phase

When we used to be some sort of clue

To each others endless riddle

I try not to dwell

But it's really all I have

And if I wish to remain

I need to learn what created me

When I begin to forget

I remember again

And despite the aches

It helps to keep me grounded

Love was boundless

It drained me dry

It was my purpose

It decimated me

And now I'm tattered

With armor on the outs

I'm stronger than before

But with nothing at the core

Your touch could free me

Or frustrate me at length

But it was you who made me then

And I've yet to find a new architect.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Oh these many days of mine.

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