There is a gap
since I have existed.
My soul,
unseen
unheard
caught between a reflection
and the darkness.
I have been missing lost things
and things never given.
But how do I know what I am missing,
was I born to know of love?
Or am I aware from another time
with you?
Have we grown and fallen before?
I dreamt of you
sitting
head down
waiting for me.
Can you hear me now?
Maybe you do,
maybe you have a part of me
that's always been with you
since your existence
and I do of you,
the reason I and you know
that we are missing
but won't always be.
I wish we would have
more time
to tell each other.
Our words
echoing
between the stars
and the moon.
About the Creator
Katheleen
Just what is wholly unsayable.
When True Love Never Questions Your Soul
“And she’s going to learn that this life will hit you, hard, in the face, wait for you to get back up, just so it can kick you in the stomach but getting the wind knocked out of you is the only way to remind your lungs how much they like the taste of air.” — Sarah Kay’s Poem — If I Should Have a Daughter
By Chantal Christie Weiss2 days ago in Humans
Comments (1)
Again. You keep stealing a bit of me with. Your words. I felt the ache in this one but no regret which adds a layer to it all. Regretting something lost would lessen its meaning in our heads. I think. Even the hardest loves that end still deserve our time. Well done again Katheleen