Timid Admissions - Poem by Suzanne Hayasaki
Can I admit that I miss you?
If I say the words aloud
Will they come alive
And travel to wherever you sit
And whisper in your ear
That I still love you?
Can I admit that you visit me in my dreams
And leave me feeling the heat of your skin
Pressed against mine when I lie alone at night
Wondering if you are somewhere warmer.
Have you gone on with your life?
Have you left all of me behind?
Or do you, too, writhe in your sleep,
Reaching for me in the sheets,
Waking up aching with loss?
The world is as it is.
Decisions were taken.
Breaks were made.
You walked away.
And I remained in place
As lifeless as a photograph
Capturing a moment
That never really happened.
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