catharsis

stillness greets me nightly like

testily choppy calls that it might

as well be silence, the dearth of

your presence stills a willing me.

walled expressions, stalled laughter ; your

ingenious attempt to shut out the truth of

that untimely confession from yet another

her – still i will never be she

misplaced tears, demented fears will

erase our slumbering promises

knowing how our affection will never

equate, I coax a smile onto my lips,

nestling my head against absence,

giving my strands of blessings to you

you falter, stuttering and stammering until

our conversation stills in gradual abruptness.

never would we think seconds could fall yet

gone were the days, still you are here