It was the way
you made me feel like grace.
In the sum of your
being I was
something.
When the sparks blew over
and the goodbyes were
spent,
I sat shattered
a glass broken.
Try as I might,
I can't forget
being cradled by your
whispered touch,
longing to feel
something
to tell me
that
I still matter.
Love like fuzz
in your belly button
is a constant reminder
of something
that you wore well.
As soon as I saw your picture I remembered a picture by one of my favorite artists. You have to see it to understand how alike they are.
I want to add, you will get through this..
Picture Credit- Edward Hopper