words

For that moment, we were in love.  

The stars, the only witness.

I was home when I heard the words you uttered 

and the stories you told.

I clung to your every movement,

and you grasped at the silence.

Soon, we divorced ourselves from the idea.

For I was I and You were You.

And for this reason,

We could not exist.

But, I still love you.

You are part of the story I now tell.

I was I, with you.

And I am I without you as well.