Verisimilitude

- Betwixt: Phase II - Poem II -

We raced too fast to grow up and chase the years,

Though the hardest laughs and the worst tears

This silence is heavy where you once lay,

You’re not gone, but there are still colors of grey

I think back often to the days of twenty-four,

When we’d go to Kroger late and spill random facts of lore

How amazing that felt to me,

To have someone who chose me first so easily

I think of you in every song,

And in every gust of wind that blows on days of long 

On my days of being sick, you’d care for me,

I still taste the unforgettable ingredients of your homemade coffee 

The days feel slow, my thoughts are a fight,

I miss going down to Rockwall every Friday night

We both have verisimilitude in our eyes,

But baby, I miss your brown ones every morning when I cry

We burned too bright but remained coy,

‘Cause some fires cleanse more than they destroy

I tell myself you’re not too far,

Even though the bridge between us takes more than a car

Sometimes I get that feeling in my head,

That you’ll forget all the love we shared in times of dread

The nights of crying on your chest and times of making date idea lists,

Do you still remember our first kiss?

I miss the way you say my name,

The way you brought your enkindled flame 

I pray this time apart won’t break our thread,

That the invisible string will lead me right to your bed

They told me not to wait, but to run,

But our story here isn’t quite done

I’ll see us past this fragile clause,

And reflect on what was a month-long pause

And so I dream of rooms with morning glow,

Dreaming of you sleeping with eyes so low

Making breakfast as we always said it would be,

Cuddling on weekends and being as happy as we’d seen

For love’s not built on days of ease,

But in stretches of absence and moments like these

And though right now, my stomach aches so deep,

I know it’s not an endless pit of sleep

Please hold out hope like I used to hold you,

Though all the things were walking through

This time apart will give us the clarity to stabilize our moods,

And make our story glisten with verisimilitude

To love is to be with me,

And to be with me is to know with certainty 

That we’ll be together again someday,

On your bed, hearts lay