I love getting inspired…
This is how I’ll say hello.
With a gasp and a sputter
Half closed eyes in momentary disbelief
That I who had always meant to drown
In a pond of memories and grief
Get to come back up from the water
That I who had always painted my mornings grey
Get to see you -a storm of a person
Leaving puddles in your wake
Destroy me again..
On that day.
I won’t be ready.
I’ll be in sweatshirts and worn shoes
Same way that you had left me.
When you gave up piecing together
The scattered pieces of what’s within
Eyes burning, fingers shaking,
lips trembling, voice cracking.
My pulse skipping beats leaving tremors
across my skin.
But then slowly I’ll remember
How you were once not the storm that cloud me
How you were once the lovely burn of coffee
in rainy days and cold mid-Decembers
How you were…
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