Parting

It never gets easier to say goodbye,

If anything with each parting my

Heart grows more fond—and

The severance claws at my thoughts

With a strength I dare not describe.

Each time it seems our paths divide again

I am left wanting to call out—

To shout out, to do anything

To keep you from disappearing—

Let it be for just one day,

Or even a second, in either case,

I would miss you just the same.

I’ve grown so weary of lying awake,

Listening to the sound of my own

Ever thumping heartbeat—

It seems sleep never comes,

And I think… That’s alright—

Because while I remain conscious

I’m bombarded with a thousand images,

Of your beautiful, beautiful smile.

Every time we part, I wonder,

How it is possible for me to take

My next breath, knowing that

You will not be near.

To this day, I still don't know,

And I'm sure I never will.