If By Annalise Grey

If  

I wish I could fall back on
that old adage of
"If love were enough, you wouldn't have left"
but we both know better

You used to tell me
you do your best work when the sun is a distant thought
like the homework you didn't do
or laundry left too long in the dryer

Forgotten things cast aside
kind of like me

If love were enough
I wouldn't be washing away your dust or
sweeping away your thoughtlessness

I'll be fine, though
I hope you know

Because for me
the sun isn't some memory or  
annoying trifle in my dark, dark world

It's the life  
and breath in me

The willingness to walk, one
foot in front
of the other

Until you are nothing more
than a shadow in my  
sunlit day

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Annalise Grey is a Pennsylvania native, dreamer, explorer.  She writes because she likes talking to the voices in her head.

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