Jacob/Jade

A poem from August 2024

I was the soft parts but, you were the seed inside the fruit.

Now I’m rotting with you gone.

You were the sun while I was the moon but, you burned out so now I’m just a dark planet orbiting around a world that no longer exist.

I brought comfort but, you gave light.

Identity crisis, I drive the same routes we use to make together.

Lemon was my favorite street I use to wait on red lights with you as you clutched a barf bag.

Now, I’m stuck inside a tunnel holding my breath, trying to make a wish.

They’ll mail us what is left of you, ash in an overpriced jar.

I was love while you were passion but, what use do I have when that obsession is no longer here?

You were the body, I was the brain and my minutes after your death have gone so I’m laying here with no will to move.

Where do you go when you no longer have a home?