I felt like I was falling;

My feet sleeping through a whole in the earth,

Sending me tumbling.

The taste of rain –

And tears –

Fresh on my lips,

Stinging the bite marks I had left.

Your harsh words,

Running through my head;

They echo,

Repeating over and over,

Like I’ll never escape what you said,

Or what you didn’t.

And yet I find myself still waiting,

As though,

There is another chapter left.

I’m the one,

Who cut off the words;

It was my beautiful goodbye.

You’d think that after all this time,

And practice goodbyes,

I’d be ready the tears;

I’m not.

I can’t help thinking,

It isn’t right,

And that you should still be here.

The thought of my life,

Without you there,

Seems just short of not worth living.

And I can’t help thinking,

Of ways to say;

I need you in my life.