it’s been five years
the pain of losing you has lost its
edge.. .
but it’s the thousand little things
that haunt me with your memory
that taunt me with your music
in my mind.
it’s the feel of the wind whipping my face
the sound of the boat’s motor whining
the sight of green trees above, surrounding
the lake.
it’s the white glow of the cross above
so far in the dark, but so near
bridging the distance of time with light
forgetting i’m here.
it’s the vivid colors on the screen,
recalling memories so real
the sounds that come with smells
and feelings.
it’s the familiar trace of your outline
stretched out on my wall,
labelled across the top with your name
and though those parts of you i know best,
love best, are not detailed
i know they lie within the lines
because i lived there.
it’s been five years
but it’s the thousand little things
that bring you back to me
like yesterday.
it’s the wind on my shut lids
it’s the glow in the dark beyond
it’s the pictures that capture much
it’s the map of you with cities i knew
in familiar words and sounds
so far away
they haunt me now.
it’s been five years
but the pain of losing you still finds its
ache.. .
it’s the thousand little things
that haunt me with your memory
that taunt me
in my mind.
how many thousand more
will bring me back to you?
Note from the poet:
If you are feeling this ache in your own way, I invite you to listen to or read this prayer from Every Moment Holy. May it encourage you as it did me.
TCKs for Christ: Newsletter Manager
Chana
is a TCK from America who spent half of her childhood in Indonesia along with her parents and seven younger siblings. She’s passionate about learning new things and seeing the beauty in differences. In her free time, she likes to read, play board games, talk, laugh, write poetry, joke, and meet new people. She’s also a student at Moody Bible Institute, working towards her bachelor’s in Linguistics and Teaching English.
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