Death of Us

So I packed the rest of her things
Up tight so they don’t shift or break
A mug, a book, a photo, a shirt
And the dam breaks. I damn cry.

It was months ago we broke
Months ago we said our good bye
She went her way and I stayed there
It’s hard being alone in What Was

Every other way I inched forward
Away from that mark in time
Work, friends, family, fun
Yet fun seemed to always want to invite her

It’s like a death, I suppose
Two people become one
Creates another entity
Then, it’s torn from this Earth

We knew each other before we loved
We were co workers before friends
We were friends before lovers
We loved and now we are nothing

Like a death, yes….
My best friend is no longer in my life
No longer except as a memory
A memory I can’t let go

Isn’t that what happens when someone dies?
What Was doesn’t change in the mind
Echoes continue to reverberate
Remembrances become fewer and more treasured

I broke it – broke us
I’m the murderer
I took a perfectly good life
And strangled it to death

Jealousy, suspicion were the weapons
My prints are all over those handles
Squeeze tighter until all life escapes
Suffocation is the number one killer of love

Mired in What Was
Memories fewer but more potent
I guess it’s a murder-suicide
Because I’m dying inside