The World You Would Never Love Again
For a while I walked In my black socks, silently Footsteps whispering across the carpet, never too noticeable a presence. Glass shatters and shards fly everywhere, its chaos akin to the hollow shell residing in me This is the world you once told me you loved so dearly. As the soft light of the evening bathed down on us and the old fishermen left the shores with their catch You sat next to me on the sand and told me your story. You spoke like someone who had already left but was polite enough to stay until the light was gone. You, who laughed with me, cried with me, spilled dreams across the tide Were you ever really there? You who taught me how it was to survive to love and to hate. And never said farewell before you left forever. I never thought every day might have been the last day I would ever see you again. Before you leaped into the ocean and its mouth swallowed you up Before I knew the pains you kept even from me. I walked silently for a while where the air still held the faint impression of your last breath, wondering what it was that had killed you inside And I found myself at the beach once more. I sat down, alone this time without you next to me And stared hard at the ocean that had stolen you from me Only after you were swallowed up by the ocean did I realize you were never truly in this world.