Yeah, so what

There’s illness in my blood

Far stronger is the laughter pushing life through every vein

Far stronger are the friends weathering every raging flood

I am good


5 am

The alarm breaks like glass in the quiet

I do not rise softly in the no-longer silence

Instead I wake bolt upright in thought

And remember


I’ve lost.

without saying a word

I watch the stupid checkered shirts that look so good on you disappear down the way

Dark hair lost in the crowd

Part of my heart goes to sleep when you leave; a pint of my blood that will never bleed. 

And I want to remember

With every fiber of my stupid useless heart

That day you were around,

I was near;

You marched straight through the crowd 

and wrapped your arms around me

No words

No greeting

Just arms and contact and an exclamation from me,

Asking if you were alright

Because you never hug anyone. 

And I cherish that night —

when you opened up your heart to me

Without ever saying anything at all.