Discard

The only thing that remains of you
In this house

Are two shopping bags
And one cardboard box

I would have never happened across
on my own

I try to forget
The presents of love

Distinguish them from
the presents of closure

Unlike
The calendar which
dispenses ridiculously
accurate information
on a daily basis.

Your broke my heart
When I pressed my body against you
When I entered you

With your eyes full of terror
and disbelief
You really do love me

I do really love you

I thought this
I pointed this out
And you took great offense

I should have ended it then

But I loved you
I loved the imagination of you

-4 February 2007