Short poem.

Being with you,
was like holding the world in the palm of my hands,
then watching it all fall through my fingers.

now you're gone,
and your absence doesn't hurt like it use to,
sometimes i forget you're gone.

i no longer wait around on you,
I've learned to move on,
with half of my heart.

things went up and down,
before they crashed and burned,
for good.

yeah, my heart still beats for you,
and some nights get so lonely,
without you in my life.

but the pain has subsided,
and the tears,
they no longer fall.

your warmth has turned cold,
and i no longer feel like,
i need you to survive.

love was once what kept us together,
now love,
is keeping us apart.

I'm learning to breath again,
but something inside tells me,
it's for the best this way.

-bah.
2010