The splinter inside me
The memory of your love remains like a splinter inside me
I can get by now most of the time, with it undetected
But every so often it will still catch on something and snag
The essence of you has gone through me like a thread through the eye of a needle
I continue my life, with you stitched into everything that I do
It gets heavy, carrying around the weight of this loss
I remind myself that you are gone, although you are still right here
I come back to the same places we used to go, only now to meet with your ghost
I've buried the sadness deep inside me
And yet the tears still catch me off guard
The highs are still just as violent
The lows just as devastating
I hoped to find resolution in new beginnings
But perhaps goodbye is the only way
A misguided hope still lingers
I'll keep you as a dream which I know can never come true
We were glorious once
You are glorious still
Tom
Wed 31st Jan 2024 12:36
Beautiful poem. I liked this line a lot "every so often it will still catch on something and snag"