in this particularly sad lonely time
when i think of you
you blend the faces of all
features i remember
or not
the ones i loved one day
and
ones i have imagined.
in this particularly sad lonely
you bear all the names into a single one
your name
i've always feared and adored
the name i tend to whisper when i get to bed
after a long sleepless night.
in this particularly sad
i distress into a smile of happiness
never knowing how to find you
or where to look
and
even if my looks are good for you.
in this particular
i imagine you
hidden
into the canvas of my life
as i still know how to paint it.
in this
i invent you
stuck between these words
waiting to get out.
be free!
in
me
is
you.
old photo by me
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