Snowflakes in Spring

another break-up poem

I'm gone
Touching
Your fingertips
Lost in the endless
Webs of my mind

Not gone
At least
For too long

You'll be back tomorrow
In the morning light
Eggs sizzling
On the stove
And finally
I'll never miss you again

This time
There won't be
The missing words
Or
The endless
Tinkering
To adjust
To this feeling

This time
It will just be us
Without the memories

Just us
Not having to look back
On what was never there

Maybe if you would be here
I won't have to be someone
Never there