your life is blistered…


your life is blistered
by the setting sun
and dreams we dreamt
as if we were living
for one life only

the jokes we told
today: the ironies of life,
the laughs we laughed
callused by bitter strangeness 

adieu
to you
is but a foreign language
to me it’s broken glow stick lighting up the sky

 i’ll say goodbye
but not in english

i’ll say goodbye
and it will be forever new.

————————————————–

last weekend i was away with friends. trekking. miles walked under the coldness of october sun with you, with Y and others. according to Y it is over a year since he began life anew with his blonde. i know it isn’t. the day he professes their anniversary is the day i spent crying in his arms. it was the day when i almost begged him for a platonic kiss. it was the day he said “how can it be platonic if we are in love?”

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7 responses to “your life is blistered…

  1. very nice…that last stanza is a killer

  2. once again, your words amaze me.

    It’s odd how our days are so similar sometimes. My weekend was spent seeing more of the ex than normal also. I don’t know yet how to feel about it–calm or totally uneasy. Hope you’re well!

  3. moondustwriter

    Love has a way of confusing and confounding doesnt it my dear friend and in the end???

    It is a mysterious journey.
    Enjoy all of it

    hugs for your week

    moonie hugs

  4. awww, moon, you always put a reassuring smile on my face. thanks so much. and love is a journey, yes. we must have photographs, else we forget.

    more hugs back to you
    because you glitter :D

    xx

  5. This is very beautiful in a “bum-me-out” melancholic way … haunting really!

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