Walking backwards into the memories,
I found you, again.
And nothing was lost.
Dear, you were still so dashing and also annoying!!
(You remained stubborn.)
I lavished your form again and again and it corrected nothing.
I was still bad to your good,
You were still strong to my weak.
I was stayed as your girl,
ever crashing, helplessly,
and into all that your love washed over me…
I lived in it,
dwelled inside the hollow of it,
but never did any of my sacrifices return me to you.
And I am stayed here,
as YOUR girl, my darling.
I’m gasping in the isolated pocket of life after your death.
I’ll never reach wholeness again,
And am longing for you until I can see no more.
Walking backwards into the
I lost me, again.
And you were still gone.