Good morning
Before you awake
I remember our fight
Your cold silence
My warm confusion
Before you awake
I imagine me dead
And how sad you are
You didn’t mean it
You didn’t mean to push me away
Before you awake
I have lived other lives
I have moved on from you
And enjoy the city view
From my new apartment
You are ashes to me
All your substance blown away
By a vicious memory
That keeps all records of wrongs
And a vibrant mind
That has already moved on
Before you bat the first eyelash
To stir and kiss me hello
Like the echo of ‘Before you awake’ throughout and the journey of the speaker.
“You are ashes to me
All your substance blown away
By a vicious memory
That keeps all records of wrongs”
Absolutely love the language used here. This whole poem is powerful and amazing.