Your face,
I still see.
Your smile,
laughter,
the way you
caressed, my hair. I still, hear you
whistling, that stupid little tune.

Whistle again,
for me,
that sweet, little tune.

Touch me, that way, again.
Look into my eyes,
tell me, tell me
that you love me-
we’ll always be together.
Tell me, lies.

The truth,
hurts. I am,
a coward,
without you.

Come back.
I have, searched
here,
there.
Only, in my theater,
do the plays still run.

Forgetting-
Your face,
your smell.
Touching,
holding,
and
understanding, me.
Crying with me,
raging, at the world.
Fading.

I still rage, cry
and hurt, pointing fingers
at everyone, but myself.
You were my scale,
My balance.
Sanity, keeping,
the wolves
at
bay.
You have,
faded…

Why, did I set you free?
Why did I run, away from you?
I ran,
too far.