how can i?
in a city of blurred lights,
streets filled yellow cabs who's color whispers memories of sunny picnics with us rolling on the soft grass because we couldn't stop laughing.
how can i feel as though those days are from another lifetime; not possibly real?
how can i?
in a silent dorm, books piled up so high I can't see the pictures of us posted on the wall. the passed notes, that, even after 7 months of silence, i can recite due to reading them in every waking moment.
how can I feel as though you're still here, still just down the hallway?
how can I?
in my car, driving back home, radio up, when your favorite song comes on and i find myself unable to find the words to sing along. i see the bracelet you made around my wrist, still. i study the colors in hopes of making them bright and new again.
how can i still feel like you'll be in the passenger seat to make me another one after it breaks?
how can i?
dressed in black, my ankles grazing un-kept grass, fresh daises in hand because they were always your favorite, walking towards the single stone that marks your life.
how can i still have the feeling that you'll be there to hear my sobs and prayers for you?
YOU ARE READING
zero degrees kelvin
Puisi« losing yourself is like subtracting everything. a kind of minus-all. zero degrees kelvin. »
