Solitary,
always been
anathema
to us.
Fading in
and out,
incongruous
with what
you used to say
you wanted.
Now,
you don’t say
anything at all.
It’s like
you realized
that’s you’ve
married a phantom,
someone who’s
not here
for very long.
I guess,
I should have told you,
but I’m not sure
I knew,
back in the beginning,
that I would be
a memory
haunting you.
I’d like to tell you
how sorry I am,
but the universe
has no remorse.
I’d like to think
we did everything
we could
to chart
this course.
Good-bye isn’t easy.
Wish I had the words
to get you through.
This life isn’t fair,
but sometimes
we can see the truth.
I am
solitary.
Long
gone
again.
HG – 2021
