I saw you and yet
I kept quiet
I left the lines I had rehearsed unspoken
My heart still broken
I had my glimpse of the way
Our life could have been
I saw the light
Yet I let it flicker away
Spring turned to Winter
Along with the change of season
The chance to make amends left town
I now walk alone in a city for the dead
Saying your name
I can feel the chill of Winter to my very core
It is cold and dead
The wind kicks stronger
Or maybe it is the sounds
Of skeletons being disturbed.
Bones of abandonment.
I feel the warmth of breath
On the back of my neck
When I turn no one is there
I wander past graves and I recognize names
Then there are countless other headstones
Engraved with names I cannot recognize
Even more that have been so worn by time
And wind that they are illegible
Their owners long forgotten
Ghosts of what
Will never be
Silhouettes reminding me
Of what is no more
The rutted asphalt
And frozen dreams are now your home
The apparitions I see are powerless
It is the memories
Of what should have been when the chance was there
That inflicts the real pain.
I shouldn’t be here.
I have no place here.
The dead reveal things
That are meant to be hidden from the living
As I walk away alone.
I hear you whisper goodbye.
It travels through bitter icy air
Causing my frozen heart to begin to melt