Slow Disappearance
If anything at all I must be a speckle here in your memory I'd at least like to be residual glitter found in random places at unexpected times but I know I'm probably more like a bit of grime on your otherwise pristine mind easily wiped away when enough combines and collects if anything at all I am most likely a faded mark a faint dust cloud just all things blurry and fleeting again if anything at all. You must've found clarity and I know there's no reason for you to reach out to me I know it's quite a reach but I find my hand outstretched holding out hope losing circulation thinking yours will interlock out of nowhere out of the blue let the blood flow fully and take us back to where we were once
eyes transfixed thoughts engaged ears attentive and dancing from our mouths were words uttered gentle but passionate like poetry each one with weight and value and on more solemn nights fallen tears were picked up off the floor like they were gemstones deposited with care in our own composition the thought of it all makes me want to dig for and collect gold cash in on a prize like you especially when here funds are low emotionally I keep asking for loans and I keep getting denied nothing I do or say builds credit or appreciation there are days I just don't want to struggle like this anymore I won't dare disturb you or ask for your help especially when you must be free and in love somewhere else forever far away and separate from me.










