The Words Left Unsaid-Poems

it sets in

i waited for you

i was patient 

and still

next to nothing

i no longer shake

i no longer quiver at the possibility of you

or your body

sprawled out somewhere you've memorized

reaching out pointlessly

cold as a cellar

but yet it still haunts me

and i keep mistaking it for your ghost

i doubt your death

but i doubt your life even more