Sunday, September 19, 2010

a new kind of grief

there is much to be said in kitchens
standing in doorways, arms crossed.

i could say everything i can think of
to make you know my heart, everything

conceivable to help you understand
what it is i've been trying to say for months.

and here it is, i guess, pared away to its core:
i miss you.

and the part that hurts the most is the grief
over a loss i'm not sure you realize.

the loss:
you might not miss me back.

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