real as a dream

I can see you standing beside me
talking to me
looking at me
I can feel you touching me
skin to skin.

There, on the driveway,
dropping me off outside the door
lingering for goodnight.
Our lips join in fireworks
the pattern rehearsed.

My mind plays games with me,
this dreamworld.

You know as well as I
we never saw each other again
and likely never will.

I want to believe in her

I want to believe in my body
I want to believe we can do this,
that we were meant to do this.

I know she’s strong
I know she would do amazing
come through on the other side
successful.
I know she’s capable of anything.

I know her
and I want to believe in her
but with every month that passes
it feels harder and harder to believe.

Maybe,
I don’t know my body that well after all.

listen to her whispers

Listen to her whispers.
They come from deep within
telling you what you already know,
reminding you of what you need
reminding you of what you’re meant to do
and nudging you forwards,
towards them.

Listen to her whispers
follow them
before they become screams.