Vestiges and Hushed Hearts

 

Vestiges and Hushed Hearts

 

during the long spaces of night
the emptiness that fills the hours
conducts the beat of my heart
with exaggerated longings
echoing the room with permeating sighs

 

there within the minutes that linger
is the vestige of your gentle voice
and the unbearable hush of your heart
reminding me the confessions
that once governed the happiness of my soul
will never again be articulated by you

 

and I wonder how do I
move past these endless moments
wherein I lose myself between
the tender of your memory
and that beautiful that was once ours

 

-that place where I felt the most at home-

 

I rationalize that I don’t have to
that the time we shared
was worth a life time of love
so I can just stay here with you
forever trapped in reminiscence
living in a world that is no longer real
except within the shadows of my mind

 

but that doesn’t warm my heart
…..or my bed

 

as much as I don’t want to let you go
I am exhausted from holding on
and I know I can’t keep living in this darkness

 

-the only place "we" still exist-

 

and as the tears of reality began to fall
night waned as dawn waxed
slowly illuminating the revelations
I had already succumb to
validating my fears with a silent but brutal honesty
that spoke louder than any dream

 

-denying any excuse
-eclipsing any illusion

 

and I was left there alone in the light
with all my truths

 

-and nothing else

 

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really

love this
Peace
Dyaln


"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot