roxxee

You've gone and the smell of you still lingers and your smile is peering from the hallway calling me back, back but...you've gone. So much to say and my mouth is full of impossibilities and broken promises and ridiculous choices, it's all ground to a screaming halt. I have whip lash from the jolt of your departure and I sit on the couch and talk to spirits of the truth and death and life and read the tarot day after day after day. I was the one who left. I sped down your street in my car and you stood motionless in my rear veiw mirror. You said I was the only one and maybe it was true, my head is full of cotton and gauze, it's muffled in here and I miss you. All of you. Walking outside and the chill has left the air, the weight of the night is heavy now, it's all around me. No more goodbyes. I'm begging in darkness and silence and crying tears of sugar, ...no more goodbyes.

I've written so many words.