Words disappeared a month
ago, but to you
you've said everything,
and everything is silent;
to be the fool
who counts those seconds
like weeks on end
everyday seems to press distance
in my eyes
and tears formulate
behind, but never fall
it's not to be seen
nor spoken
yet the earth knows as
I run behind the shadow
tracing touches after night
when no one guessed
not even me
and we laughed.
---
To be so mistaken,
to be the mistake
to be me
you took me aside
and told me of your wishes
and of love
maybe even a promise
to be poised then poisoned
never did you come out
to speak of what really resides...
a letter of forgetting
and a few pills to wish me luck.
God.
you really didn't love me.
did you?
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