I loved you
Sleeping along side you
Listening to you breathe
Basking in your presence through the night
Seeing in the morning you were real
Sharing berries at breakfast with you
I’ll be damned — you were larger than life
And your walking away — without a goodbye — a most epic plot twist
A pie in the face afterall
He never his used looking glass
To further contemplate
The diamond in the rough he held
Failed to appreciate
Her too-many facets
Her intellect and whim
All for his sense of pridefulness
What brilliance, lost on him
This woman’s worth upon his life
Her presence in his home
The lack of foresight in him then
Brings his heart now to roam
Close your eyes.
Lick your pencil tip.
Now draw me. From memory.