monday | october 5 | 2009

the empty chair.

i keep imagining all the things

i'd say to you if you were

sitting across from me.

would i kiss you or curse you?

i think more than anything

i'd like to say goodbye.

goodbye to second guessing

and biting my tongue. goodbye

to never knowing.

i'm not sure if i would

ask you for anything.

probably not.

i want to close the doors and

the windows too. because then you'd

know when too much was too much.

i'd probably tell you about how

good i've been without you,

or even how busy i've been.

after a while,

i might offer kind words

or inquire as to how you've been.