Those memories of you

wouldn’t leave me alone,

so I gave up my bed,

let them clutter my home.

I then retreated

to the hall,

apologetic smiles

to one and all,

as they stepped over me

on the way to their lives

that were happy

and normal

and not cutting

like knives.

And then

a moment of us

took me as I sat, 

unaware.

You, reaching up,

pushing back the bangs

of my hair,

whispering to me

that’d you’d always

be there.

[Wow.

You weren’t kidding,

were you?]

~j~