Dust

Before I knew it

it was there

Covering the outline of your face behind the glass

I once polished it every night

gave it kisses and spoke to it as if you were here

Told it of my struggles, my griefs...

the way my heart broke every day I was without you

It seemd to listen

It satisfied my longing for a short while.

 

Then it became a mask

a fake image of you

Mocking me

smiling a grin of contentment and peace

when I sit here drowning in despair 

Hitting myself over the head with the never answered question,

What happened to forever?

Or is that covered too

buried beneath glass 

A mock of my daily life

taunting me with its looks

but unattainable possibility 

I knock on the glass

Blow the dust off

Trying to rescue anything salvage worthy

In vain attempts

its locked up and gone

Covered in the seconds and minutes of time

Doomed to be a memory forever

This poem is about: 
Me

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