monarchs and lionhearts

There is hole in my lung
Like I cannot
Get enough air
Now you’re gone

It’s fast short sharp like a needle
Prick
Sting
Stung
Done. Over. End game.
Never to be heard from again

This final goodbye shit
Makes me nauseous
Like
No
I’m not over you just yet
I didnt get a chance to say
All I had to say

You with your big feet
Large shoes
To fill
To run
To trip
To fall

I miss you
it’s been months since I missed it but
I never returned your call
Now
I never can

Yesterday
I called your phone to hear your
Voice
Mail
Technology is somehow very very

Cruel

It doesn’t care that you’re gone
It doesn’t know but
It doesn’t care

But I do

I remember you climbed a mountain
for me once
In the heat of early September
You didn’t bring enough water
But you kept on climbing
That was your lionheart
You roar
You glow golden

I saw you
I melted
You had me forever then

I will never forget you
Ever

There is a hole in my lung i thought
At first

But i know it’s more to the left
Higher up
underneath my breast
There is hole in my heart
Now

Where you used to lie
Warm and safe
In my bed
Up north in the trees
Like the nightingales do
Perched
High
On branches far out of reach

Why did you migrate like the monarchs
Only to lose your way
when her cruel fingers
Took the dust from your wings

It will be August soon
Again
It’s too soon
Too raw
Top much
Too fast

Can’t breathe without

More air
More sky
More love
More you

I hope we were meant to meet
To fall in love
To teach each other
Something
About air
And life
And love
And big blue skies

Because
I
Will
Remember
You
Forever

As you were on that day
In August
When you read my palm
And changed my mind
About everything
I ever knew

Thank you
For knowing me
For loving me
Im so lucky to be someone
You once
Loved.

Loved.

I cannot get over the past
Tense
Sharp
Ow

There is a hole in my lung
Like I cannot get enough
Air
Now you’re gone

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