I wish I could forget.
but I don't want to forget.
all your pain.
and all my apathy.

goodbyes are not my thing.

what to do
when I terribly miss you?

memories of that doctor's room,
the density of the waiting room,
the hobbly walks,
and the fainted strength...

I am not ready to write this poem for you
but what to do
when I terribly miss you?

good byes are definitely not my thing.

we've lived together for years
I have loved you
even so more from afar
we've had...