Certainty

I ripped up the photo of us

I took it off my altar last week

 I don’t know if I regret it

Ripping it, I mean

I can always print another,

If I want

The pieces landed on my guitar

I don’t think it was intentional

I was feeling petty and small and

Just a little bit trite

I can’t tell if I miss you

I’ve rebuilt the wall around my heart

Only concerning you, and a few other

Unmentionables 

I think it’s going to take me a minute

To come to terms with losing you

I had high hopes for us

My childish view of love and 

Relationships shining through 

I don’t want to have to say goodbye

To be conquered by fate and truths

Too harsh to be faced together

It’s important for us, it would seem,

To divide and conquer

Fate has other plans for us

Maybe we’ll get drunk together one night and

She’ll whisper them in my ear

Explain to me why we came together

Only to fall apart

Unsatisfied.

Unsure.

Stand Back!

Stand back!
I am going to try –
Emoting.

Feeling those things…
What are they called?
Feelings!

A revolutionary thought
To be sure
Feelings generally are meant

To be boxed up
Put away
Saved for a rainy, rainy day

What’s that saying?

When it rains it pours!
I can’t take it anymore!
Time to try another way

Feel these feelings everyday
No more locking them away
Well…

Perhaps I’ll begin

With one a day
No sense in getting carried
Away.