A year

It’s been a year that forgot grief in shards,

Where my heart burst in another becoming;

I’d nothing left to lose but abstract nouns,

Which I realize were never welcoming.

You were one of the cleanest emotions:

Subtle and complete, filled with the abstract

I’ve never been able to understand,

Despite how the heart would add or subtract.

Time is the cruelest entity I find;

It destroys the heart and corrupts the mind;

And though I am surrounded by the new,

I just close my eyes and simply find you.

For you gave meaning to what can’t be seen,

In that meaning, you will always be seen.

I wish

I wish: People wouldn’t cause such pain –
The heart would just cease to complain –
Hope would seem a little less true –
I wish I had never known you!

I wish: people said what they meant –
We could make do with what was sent –
Memory forgot what was true –
I wish you never said I love you!

I wish: life gave a kinder sense –
Fate had a quicker recompense –
Faith chose to give back its own due –
I wish I gave up all of you!

When I disremember your name

it’s not sad when you lost your love
or when time took away your youth
it’s not cruel to say you behaved
in every manner uncouth

it’s tragic perhaps, who knows
for whom, who can really say –
when you refuse to see me now,
as you walk on your merry way;

maybe, in all of this turmoil,
in this codeless trivial game,
there is some justice prevailing
when i disremember your name.