Can almost forget      that we were tragedy

if I stop         reviewing it          long enough.

Almost      don’t even feel you       anymore.

Can almost go about        living      my life 

as if nothing           even               happened.

 

But of course, it did.            A lot happened.

Two people with specific traumas collided

with maybe            God            at the center-

symbiotic      or                            internecine

both doomed           if just one       faltered.

 

After so much time     I still don’t      know

if I did my part right,  if I was even   close

at all.                All I think about       is how

when the next storm blows in             how

safe       complete    I could feel   with you.

 

How I feel       so much of me        was lost

when you left.           How easy it’s become

not to try at all.   Turn it all off; be without

desire.           How when someone, anyone

gets me wanting,    all I really want   is you.