Words,

Last
I.
While you slept,
I kissed you in the morning light,
on the lips, like you've always
wanted- but I always said no;
it's too Intimate. Too close.
I placed my mouth against yours, trembled there,
trying to memorize
the gentleness
of your breathing and
the slope
of your nose.

Passenger Seat
We use to share stories,
just you and me, in that car.
You told me your secrets and I told you mine,
we held nothing back.
But Time took you by the hand,
and left me behind.
Now I just sit there,
curled up in a ball, next to you in silence.
The stories and secrets all neatly packed away,
I sit there staring out the window of the passenger seat.

Phone
You use to call me every night,
I didn't have to wait, I just knew.
Hearing your voice at the end,
made the the night so much better.
It was what kept me connected to you,
when everything else seemed impossible to believe.
Now, the other end is quiet,
I feel it's all my fault that you stopped.
I wish...
I could hear it again.