i go about my day
wandering aimlessly
i realize how i carried you in my pocket all these years (a phone call away)
and now you're not
it feels the way it did in California
sun shining, chill breeze
i'd wander around alone
collecting thoughts and images
gathering stories from the day
to share with you later
a habit that hurts when i return to the apartment later
and remember you're not there
and it's no longer ok
to call you with a moment's forgetting
a moment's little happiness
the day's small news
like, i took a bike ride today
a small bird alighted next to me as i sat in the grass
the lake was shining as if you were there next to me and
i miss you
Saturday, June 21, 2014
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