the silent turning

if I'm too quiet
I can hear the sound
of leaning against you
and your breath on my hair

if I'm too silent
I can remember
reaching up to kiss you
and then I'm sad
that I can't have that silence
that place beneath your face

I make noise to pull me
once again
away from you

retrospect

Just make it through this day and tomorrow will be better.

that's what I keep telling myself.....

why do your arms keep missing me so much