Without You

Is this not a curse
That we must be reminded of each other
Everywhere?

With every pluck of the string
Every wooden floor
Every chandelier
Every sunrise
Every sandy beach

Reminded of
hair whipping in the wind as I walk ahead of you
Walk.
Away from you.

Into sunsets
Into darkness
And cement floors
White light – harsh and stark
There’s no music

Not without you.

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