You, Me, Him

In the aching deaths between now and then, I ponder
Not for the reevaluation of a broken heart
Nor memories of ruby lips administering condolences
The remembrance of what the wind really feels like
Or how the rain might wash away troubles
As it washed clean the afterbirth of our love
But the hint of when the fracture first appeared
The thing that took our love and twisted it
Made it something wicked and unbearable
Made it like that of others, not ours, not unique
But no matter how hard I try, the extent of my ruminating
I conclude the same razor blade answer each time
But it can’t all have been a dream, can it
We possessed a real love even if for a moment
And that has to be of value to someone, somewhere
Even if it’s not to you, or me, or him


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