confessions II by Greyce Kelly Camargo Silva
Again, I find my thoughts, The ones that troubled me, Surfacing in my mind, and bringing, Gently pushing, the memories I once fought to forget. Yes, they were about you. But, no, not like before. There was no sorrow today There were no sad tears tonight. Sure, the light ache, Like a feather that fell, Touched my heart, and its presence was felt, But it wasn’t like before, I didn’t wish you were here. No, I wished you were well. I remembered your smile, and I didn’t cry. I remembered your voice, the one I wonder if I will forget. I so desperately try to keep it Tucked and wrapped in my memory. Because forgetting your voice, that would break me. It used to guide me, reproach me, but most of all, It felt like home, and like safety, Things I often longed for under the dark sky.
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