always
dear my old love,
i felt the dam break
i felt it shatter like my expectations
in the crevice behind my eyes
and i waited for the gushing
and my god it came
tsunami tides at red lights
on a tuesday afternoon
this time i drove home alone
because he is kind and selfless
and a little strange like me
you were deep echoing shockwaves
all that left me in awe
but i am at peace in my skin now
the fingerprints have faded away
we smile for hours on end
while time becomes a distant facade
but one night i danced to his music
and i sensed a taste on my tongue
of a mouth that doesn’t know mine
one where the puzzle doesn’t line up
when i sit at starbucks nowadays
i don’t lay in my car
i wait at the table outside
playing with my keys and humming
and when he comes and sits down
he asks what song i’m thinking of
and for a flash i can see your laugh
the district sleeps alone tonight
my mother gives me advice often
she misses your footsteps more than i
when i try brushing off the remnants of you
she says, yo no se mañana
i’m not sure if your mind is at peace
maybe you’ve pushed on more than me
and maybe you’re fairly comfortable in
your new twin sized bed
but as i scrape the turf from my socks
and see her eyes over your drum
i feel a song i thought i’d forgotten
i feel you here
there is a gap in my drawer
there is a lag in my playlists
there goes a lapse in my conscious
and it collapses in a rush
suddenly i’m in my car
screaming and trembling at the wheel
the traffic lights blurring together
like a deadly mess, like me
because i stood atop my podium
as your gaze faced the field
i wore no cherry blossom ring
and you left without a goodbye.
always,
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