Untitled 98 (twentythirteen Remix)

I can remember the color of the light 

as it splayed itself across the white walls of the room

 and the feel of you in my bed

I can remember feeling the weight of the sounds

of our love that was made

your body pressed on mine,

and you made me feel

proud

to say that I loved you

and in comfortable contemplation of how easily

I was caught then,

once more and again.

Suspended

in the absence of us

I can see the empty look of all of the emptiness

that lies within

the knowing that there is no longer “we”, “us”, or even “them”,

the impression that is left here now is

the full understanding that there is now only

a measure of time

given as a token from another realm

a nurturing realization that I will be so full of me,

 without you