Still

Still

I still see you.
          Everytime.
    The way your eyes
          Widen when you speak.
    The way you look
          Towards the sky
               Unnecessarily.

Your fake drama.
Your fake pain.

     The way you smirk
          In jestful judge.

I still feel you.
     Proximity only serves to
          Remind me of
             Our Touch.
     Proximity shows me often
          What it is
             That I can’t have.

I still notice
     When you change.
          A simple trim of
        Your hair.
          Or a drastic change of
             Your mane.

I still hear you.
     Those whispers
     Those words
          Your silver tongue.

But now I see you.
     Proximity shows me
          What I don’t want.
     Proximity shows me
          What I don’t need.

But then I remember.
     I want.
     I desire.
     I hope.
     I dream.
     I remember.
     I remember clearly.

     I wish I could forget.

     Forget the pain.
     Forget the love.
     Forget the hurt.
     Forget the hope.
     Forget it all.

I still see you.
     All the time.
          You’re in my dreams.
          You’re on my mind.
          You’re in my hopes.

I still see you.
I still remember.
I still feel you.
I still hear you.
I still want you.