left (p∞)

all that is left of me faded
memories twisted like they are jaded
though she misses me she stated
like light is shining down the path we waited

i’m like a dim nightlight and she is a cluster of galaxies

and she recited a poem that was on a handmade jewelry box

her favorite (the box)

mine too

maybe i will stop buying expired food and invest in a jewelry box

“heirloom”

but you need heirs?

mine is hardly there

2 thoughts on “left (p∞)”

cat woman
meow
wounded and how!

After all, life goes on and with it new stories to write and that in the end are beautiful and good memories.

Greetings.

PoeEternal