(2014)
#Love #Waiting
The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking
Everyone sees god in a different light but I was born without eyes
I awoke in the dark next to you and more alone than ever I was amazed to hear your heart beating from
I say hello and you say nothing You may hear me you may even think of a response
I don’t remember any anesthesia after talking with you but I woke up stitched back
Hope in another form but no fewer letters and I’ve been hoping for these past eight years so I’ll just keep on
Just when I get back on my feet you pass on by and I lose my footing Again
If I was once the tallest mountain your love was the wind that eroded me to nothing
Loving you was never sweet like the taste of vanilla the way I thought it was supposed to be It was more like
I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you
I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark
I grew up in a house built in 1937 long before codes and regulations and sometimes
I see poems that need to be written scrawled in the shape of your smile and the lines of your face
I wrote this while thinking of you so I guess you could say this poem is eight years in the making
I was like a rain cloud over a small garden and dammit if you weren’t that garden so full of flowers that I fell in love