bs?

The sadness overwhelms at times,

underwhelming the smallest fraction,

hours, minutes, nights of a happiness

that I cannot seem to hold for a significant amount of time.

It always slips away.

I physically let go but it’s still pulling-

attempts to purge the pain out of my chest,

attempts, are made,

but you always come creeping back.

Images always come lurking in,

of you, of us, of this thing that was unattainable.

An end goal that got lost in the mix of two hearts,

morphing into a darkness that we could not see.

I wonder if I could go back, and do it all over, would you love me?

Would it ever be enough to simply know, to assume,

that you always had the best intentions.

Time is lost to us, and I’m losing more time now,

even without you. 

How can I move on when even the change of the seasons,

smell like you, hold pieces of us.

Particles that I see slowly melting,

having to kiss them goodbye every day.

It’s never ending.