Your Memory

 

I linger in your memory…

I do.

I know not if this is something that is weakening me

Or making me stronger yet

I think of you

I do this quite often

Too often perhaps

Something I’ve done for such a long time now

It’s become quite normal

 

I miss you frequently

And I feel anger as well

Humility and desperation

Pumping right through me

I have cried and wanted to rip into my own skin

Whether you are gone from this realm, or simply ‘missing’

My heart aches for you

 

I have physically feel this ache

As if the mental disarray hasn’t been enough

And I often wonder

If I am what I am because of what you were

Because of our lives interacting

Or will I be a fragment now that you are gone?