I can feel the soft caress of your hand upon my face, a phantom caress
Your hand has been severed from my life
The phantom caresses bring as much pain as they do pleasure
We grew to be one, the sudden and violent severing
Shock
Recovering from your love, no amount of therapy to fix
Now I wander
Life before you can’t recall; the rendering of two souls
Split
My body doesn’t realize you are gone forever,
The phantom pains come at unexpected moments
Memories of your skin next to mine causes me to shiver in excitement
Salve
Excitement swiftly turns into dread and grief
Phantom pains, phantom souls
Perhaps this pain signifies what we were, an emotionally made up connection that really never existed
What is worse?
All I have now is the aftermath, pulled apart against my will
Shattered
Daily activities seem so difficult, reliance on my other half, gone- forevermore
Like a solider returning from battle, I’ll never be the same
Melita Callahan 503.679.6728 | Tricor Print Communications
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