writing
~
i've started writing again.
i stopped when you left.
but now i realize something.
that you and writing were my only ways to b r e a t h e.
but then you were gone.
and pencils no longer adorned my hair,
ink no longer coated my hands.
both were g o n e.
and i was s u f f o c a t i n g.
so now i write.
and all i write about is you.
♔
YOU ARE READING
of then and now
Poetrywhat remains of us now what existed once then and what happened
