silent cries

i’m aghast at the thought of your trembling
blood-dripping knuckles.
i was broken by the hands of an angel.
i was molded back together by the devil’s grout.
i have a thousand theories on why we didn’t work.
our friends have a thousand more.
that connection is still there;
it never goes away.
not fair for the current partner
and whoever may be next.
i haven’t heard from you in a minute.
i dreamt of an alternate universe last night
where we were together
and it was divine;
i’m still depressed it wasn’t reality.
miss me like i miss you?
i think you do, but one never really knows.
drops of silence. drops of silence.

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Recently moved back to the States after living 16 months in Vietnam. I write to remove the thoughts trapped in the cobwebs of my psyche before the spider envelopes me whole.

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