black hole: a note
anoteanoteanote….
It’s my favourite part
The looks of realization
The overwhelming presence of forgetfulness
When I leave I don’t simply walk away
I always leave a huge black hole where I once laid
And now you will be left all alone with the void
As many men before you have learned to live with
It cannot be filled with another
It cannot be replaced by a new passion
Even I, myself, cannot fill this void for you
Because once I have gotten up
Decided to leave
It’s extremely hard to get me seated again
And you’ll walk around and see me everywhere
You’ll wish you held my hand instead of your phone
The silence won’t feel the same without me around
I hope it swallows you whole
And you realize
What you have left in the dust
Was the only thing that made you feel alive in the first place
