I listen in the night
pretend it doesn’t hurt
that you’re not here
I listen in the night
pretend it doesn’t hurt
that you’re not here
October next week.
I count down these days.
Every year.
I let the cat in. Make a single cup of tea. Sit and listen to the world wake. Think about the day.
Outside the rain falls
I listen to it drumming
hands around my tea
I listen, to songs
from yesterday
hear us laugh in the rain
We stare out the window
Not looking, not seeing
What it is we don’t want to know
I walk alone
listen to the day
to the quiet streets,
the morning sun warms me
and for a moment, I smile
in the pause
cold feet, tonight
I remember being warm
when I was with you
I think of you,
the morning just starting
the day hardly risen
think of you.
As I make her breakfast
As I wash the dishes.
As I breathe in and out
Again
Sorry, I fell a little for you. Fell a little harder. Don’t catch me. Don’t stop this time.