Ever again

I wonder how it is possible,

To live in worlds two different.

And yet really be nowhere.

How it happens, that I live intoxicated 

in your love that once existed,

Inebriated in your memories

That we both created and celebrated. 

Because where I live, 

I can’t seem to find any of it.

The reassurance of your love

And the comfort in your hug

I  cannot seem to feel again.

Your voice calling out my name

The moments hidden in each photo frame

I cannot seem to forget.

Your cries of love from the other side of the phone

My insensitivity while I was grooving alone

I just cannot seem to forgive.