I. I write poems about
what our life could have
been like if you would
have stayed with me
like you promised
that you were going to.
II. I picture us together
exploring foreign lands,
and finding ourselves
while we are trying to
find a place that we
can call home.
III. I can imagine you
searching for parts
on my body that you
have yet to discover.
Territories that you have
always longed to name.
IV. I create these situations
in my mind with hopes
that even though you are
no longer here, that maybe
you are out there writing
about the same thing.
Published on March 19, 2014 19:32