Saturday, January 11, 2014


I haven't seen you
for some time.
Calendars have changed,
clouds have formed,
days have passed,
and memories have faded.

And yet,

when I chanced upon you today,
I was overcome with
a pressing sense of sadness
and yearning.


But nothing more.
Because I should not.
And I cannot.

But I wished that
you'd reached out
and given me an excuse
to do it regardless.

Because I am selfish that way.

Bleurgh. I'm sorry. I'm so bad at poems. Seriously. But I had to get this off my chest.