Your eyes wander now,
With someone else,
Wishing.
I exist now only,
In the faces,
Of others,
Because you remember.
Your restless body gives it away,
Along with the dreams,
Which keep you awake at night.
I am no longer here,
And you no longer know,
And so we are even.
Denouement was never ours,
My love.
tarabridgetmoore
Good evening Tara,
You needn’t concern yourself, I will not make commenting a habit. I still wish you to know that your poetry moves me in the most mysterious of ways. Though the outcome of events may never be known, I wish you the best.
Regards