deeper than words

a pile of clothes,
the mundane routines that
fill majority of our being.
memories that come flooding in,
her scent no longer present.
deep are the feelings that
took ahold of me,
my wants overwhelming my reality.
back to my senses I come,
until next time.

seeking to be loved,
is what we all crave.
my struggle is,
you is who I want it from.

fighting shadows in the dark
the lack of light leveling the playing field
succumbing to the fact that
victory is not persistence.

the burdens you carry within,
can’t hide them from me,
you’re mine after all.
while I can’t take them away,
I wouldn’t let you face them alone.

you inflict pain,
to hide your own.
with an angel on my shoulder
staring at the devil in front of me.
no matter what you tell yourself
we match each other, we both know this
a denied truth.

missing you,
but you left me wondering.
wondering if,
this love could in fact be our greatest triumph.

oftentimes,
irrelevant is the actual truth
it is what you believe to be true
which shape your actions.

from everything I ever wanted
to a stranger which holds my darkest secrets
now redacted paragraphs in a small book.

unsure if it was you
or the mind,
the greatest deceiver
misleading the reflection in the mirror.

the more I write
the more I remember,
deep memories.