It is quite now, it wasn’t when I first was here.

Laughter, excitement. Her hair smelt as if it were

A garden.

I find peace alone now, it wasn’t always this way.

Nights of holding each other as if we were one body

A new born.

Today I walked around a small part of the whole world

And saw my reflection.

Like a mirror in every path my eyes could have seen

Mostly love.

Love that is murdered.

Maybe for a moment love that was cared for.

A harmonious tear drops like the rain

The sudden movement a light passing by my window

Much like her.

Moving on is an illusion time does not go forward

It circulates with different decisions based upon every individual.

I sit here now. Legs numb from thinking while I sit on this toilet

Sweating in Arizona

Thinking of New York

I must get up now and circulate my blood

And move and breathe.

And fill the empty void that us humans feel

To forget about or too create some new memory

Worth remembering again and again and again

And again.