Monday, September 17, 2012

Love Lost


I wait now, surrounded by silence,
Looking for the pause between breaths;
Desperate to understand, in words left behind
Or half spoken: silent gestures
My only clues.
I listen for the spaces that lie between
Saying and meaning, motion and confusion.

Perhaps you thought I replaced meaning with words
When I said I loved you.
I should have seen the hints in your hesitancy,
The recalled touch, that too long stare.

You told me I knew you better than anyone:
It was because of that I didn't see as deeply as I could.
Even though it’s now too late
I'm listening to you and not to love
Or who I thought you were.

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