Elucidating Questions

In this place of empty mornings

My eyes trick me because they can

Until I touch it he could have said something

Until I look he could have said something.

But nothing came as usual.

The emptiness sinks in complete

I have to make the best of it, put on my face and act around everyone else like everything is okay.

The only ones who know about him don’t understand because they

Because I am a stranger.

I wish there was someone I could talk to

To tell this story to from start to finish

But who can tell a story with no memory of the details?

It doesn’t matter.

I met him. I loved him.

I had never had feelings like I had for him for anyone who wasn’t miles away I didn’t know how to do it

I tried to give him treats or talk to him or anything

He never showed interest. I always watched feeling left out and forgotten

Because he was always interested in anyone else

But I tried to keep him

Now he’s gone

But I don’t trust my memory from this moment on

Because he told me a story about how he’d tried so hard with me and I am the failure

I am the failure of this story.

I wasn’t good enough to him.

I was shooting above my place.

He’s better than me. He’ll always be better than me.

He gets to go live his life happily

He’ll be happy

I get to watch

I always get to watch.