not loneliness.
just boredom.
this time when
heartbreak came by.
its been a day.
or a few.
it could have been
a few hours.
i can recall the scene
only vaguely
but without a tear
or heaviness of heart.
and i think of you and me
from another time.
crisp still in memory.
now that was a lesson
in how its done.
the stomach churning.
the nervous palpitations.
death.but one more breath.
perhaps that was the last time
it mattered.
the pus of love removed.
now i understand, permanently.
lets meet for coffee.
i feel the need to feel again.
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