You Were.
I had never considered that I would love someone
without a face,
without a heartbeat.
But the evidence of you
was enough.
I loved you.
I wonder if you’ll ever know.
For a moment you made your case.
You were.
In the aches and the confusion and the tears,
you were.
May that be your legacy.
You existed to show me,
existing matters.
Not how long one does it,
or how grand.
But the simple fact that
you were
is written on my soul
in lines that could have been your fingerprint,
had you stayed.









