Boo Haiku

The scariest thing
I could ever imagine?
My life without you.

Gone

You left 

too soon, 

as if 

we were 

a party 

you  

stopped at 

only briefly 

before 

heading out 

to the evening’s 

real event. 

We keep 

searching 

for your face 

among those 

still here, 

turning 

at your 

phantom touch, 

hearing 

your voice 

call 

our names 

from across 

the room. 

Why 

do they keep 

dancing? 

Don’t they 

know 

you’re gone? 

Objects in Mirror

You 

read 

my mood 

in the 

beats 

between 

breaths- 

and I 

still 

study 

sentences 

for the 

message 

tucked 

between 

each 

consonant. 

How can 

you 

be 

so close 

and 

so far 

away? 

Gratitude

How much 

there is 

to be 

grateful for, 

Love

how lucky 

we are 

to live 

this life 

Together. 

Missing You Makes Me Sick

My head is pounding,
my stomach twisted in knots,
come and cure me, Love.