I used to write you the best poems.
It was enough
to leave them wrapped and folded where you would see.
I’ve always loved making you smile–
It’s easy to get distracted.
So easy,
but I think I’m learning.
Each slip is shorter than the last
each short slipped slightly less.
Learned so much these last years.
Only hope same’s said of you.
I think
maybe
I always knew it was better this way.
you were always more empathic than I,
and it was the love-long in your voice
that finaly convinced me anyhow.
Yes,
i think
the children will love you more.
and i have the freedom to try what I’ve always dreamt.
My steps lag long in long for–
I don’t think a time will come when I don’t miss it.
I’ve always loved making you smile.
I wait not for the want,
but the way.
Not long for the lost.
Be bliss.
Yes,
I like that sound.
Be.
