i still smell the smoke that permeated your skin and lingers on my sheets

it was the month of olympic skating: fifteen year old songbirds were singing in my head and i had dreams during the day and recreated them at night

i cried for you after three days of knowing you. my rapid transition from chuckles to tears made me feel like an arctic bear

why is it that the strongest of emotions come all at once and so mixed?

i'm burdened with your memory as if leaving you this morning happened years ago

TODAY YOU WENT TO WAR