I think of you as if no time has passed.
No leaves have fallen, nor snow,
since that day.
That moment my heart cracked into three pieces –
one for you
one for me
and one for the life that would never exist.
I hear it in every song.
I feel it in every breeze.
I taste it, like copper,
thrown into dusty corners and forgotten.
I wait for it,
Somehow you’ve managed to make me invisible to myself.
I look in the mirror and I don’t know what I see. Just shapes.
Today I held a piece of the earth in my hands and poured myself to the ground in droplets.
They say your whole life flashes before your eyes when you die.
I hope you’re excluded.
Writer and photographer from remote Labrador, Canada. Just another cold Labradorian chillin' in the Big Land. Can most likely be found walking my dog Grace or behind an iMac screen slowly taking over the interwebs.