October 21, 2009

there, it’s over:
the aching,   pulling,   hurting – –
thenthequicksting
ripping off the band aid
he’s gone.
it feels like he just left the room
maybe just stepped out to brush
his teeth, straight, except for
those two in the front bottom
criss crossing just a little
i always cry when we say goodbye,
even if it’s just for 17 days now
it’s never easy, you know?
i always say that
it’s true – when you come back
alone, wobbly, tired
wanting to bury your face into
the pillow that still smells of you both
but no,
there’s a test to study for
and emails to send –
all of those things you neglected
while he was here
back to the real world,
except this is the world that feels
unreal.

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