You keep tragedy stored in your bones,
Dense and impenetrable
Like the memories I keep of you,
Forgathered and fashioned in my head.
Your love was only convenient in our time of need;
Too sacred to waste, and too weak
I could feel it in my blood—
How it boiled when you said
That you had met someone else.
Only then, would I admit that I had missed you.
Only then, that I realized I did.
Your breath, it matches the wind—
How it hisses and brings life to everything it touches.
I have seen you at your darkest
And still loved you just the same.
I can scarcely remember how you taste,
Caught in the middle of your every mantra.
The days age into years, while
Unerringly, your heart has always been at the tip of my pen.
Unerringly | VEB