Could we trade the next gush of wind for your soul’s return
could we end all sorrow with your laughter
could we go back to the beginning
to when forgetting was a passage
forged from brighter memories.
Can tomorrow take her back to you
can you wish upon the next shooting star
from the bed of roses you lie on
wish for just one more day
just a few more minutes
for her to tell you.
I was absent in my presence
expecting assured tomorrows
I ran away as soon as I heard
I had to use the night’s darkness
shroud myself from the guilt, numb
I didn’t feel pain , just emptiness
just a void where snatches
of our conversations
of conversations about you
spiraled, hurled through my continuum.
I drowned it in the sound of the sea
the vastness of the sky
the grains of sand
each one stuck to me
like the words you never heard
the love you never had.
She’s broken but strong
she deserved to know
who they were, what they’ve done
maybe in a parallel universe
she knows and it’s all okay
and there’s no coffin
and no tears
and no fears
Maybe one day she’ll know
and when she does
I’ll be there, kuku
I promise you.