Griefing Twenties

21

i still check the weather in your city,
and i stay silenced when someone talks about something i knew you'd want to hear,
or when i come up with a joke, i forget i can't make you laugh anymore and my smile drops.
i hold my breath when i see someone that looks like you, or talks like the way you did,
i wonder if you still remember my birthday
or how much you meant to me.
i wish i could tell you how i moved out and i took your advice or talk about the new song from your favourite singer.
i still hear your voice in my head calling my name and saying how much you loved it and i wish i could tear apart my journal pages that you're all over
and i wonder if you ever think of me the way i do, and or even the same time
and
i wish i could tell you how i learned to let go because you left...