The oblivion leaden blue of memories dispelled

I heard what you said

through the halls of my mind.

I reach for the memories,

still sharp. Your cuts are not

fresh and bloody, but raw and frigid.

Distant, the memories are

swept away in a gust of air

and settle in the vast

ocean of my subconsciousness.

One memory resurfaces as if waves against rocks.

It was only yesterday. Waves of despair shutter

my smile. Sends ripples through my body

to my heart. Each word I hear, a shot

I have to learn to ignore. Each moment,

a perfect agony of existence. A storm

over this sea. And I struggle to swim.

Another wave rocks against

my boat. I have sailed on

it now to distance myself from

water. Waves shake nothing and

dissipate at the hull. Memories dispelled.

But still, rainfall pelts me. I remember.

I hadn't seen you in two years, which brings

me back to the first time I met you.

This time, like the first,

my emotions are lit bright. Me seeing you

was me seeing the face of a familiar friend.

Never taking your hand

in my hand, I had never

parted the sea for you.

Trying not to lose you; losing myself.

The waves crash down, to drown me

and to tow me into the oblivion leaden blue of soul.