I woke up to the letter
left beside the lampshade
A long-winded tirade,
assaulting my lack of commitment
I memorized the plans you made;
traced your steps through each
state you visited.
I built a life on the promise of your empty stare
This hollow room shames whispers of silence
when I scream your name.
Every fiber of my being
melts in your kiss, chasing shadows
through the glow in your blue eyes
I raked my fingers through my thick, dark hair,
pacing when her voice spoke through tears.
She knew I’d come looking for her,
and she opened the letter I’d left her in the glovebox,
asking her to marry me.
(© 2022 AC)