Echoes

"Echoes"

I can see tomorrow

And I reach for it with outstretched hands

Trying to ignore the memories of yesterday

The ones that call me back to what once was

It is those quiet whispers of happiness and torment

That are so hard to let go of

I can’t stop hearing the “I love you” untruths

Or remembering the touch of her skin

I struggle

Hoping

Somewhere deep down

That this is all a dream

And not just the echoes of experience

But I know better

And prepare myself

To stand against the darkness that still

A thousand last nights later

gathers around my heart

I can still hear her laughing as we drink wine

Barefoot in the front yard

Until the sun was no more

And the rain beat against our skin

And I smile

I will take that

And erase the rest

So that I can find myself

And my new forever

Robert Lloyd

13 October 2016