Shit.

What’s wrong with me?
I feel my blood toss and turn
like a restless sea

I want to scream
I clutch my brain
My heart’s about to burst
I’ve gone insane.

“It’s just a week,” I tell myself
But I wanted the moment of goodbye
to last on Eternity’s shelf

He came in a hurry
then was gone just like that
I wanted to hold on
but he left too fast.

I couldn’t look
Felt too much inside
Just waved at him
and forced a smile.

He’s gone
The day goes on
But a scene lingers in my mind:
The meaning of his gaze
The look in his eyes
I couldn’t read them
Deep inside I began to cry.

I heave a sigh
to let him go
But the scene flashes again
I’m going to explode.

Written July 1995