by-Matthew F. Blowers III

Hard to breath, and getting up's just a hassle, what for? Endless hours of nothingness, your smile a distant curve thrown elsewhere. Your lips still tantalize, like a three carat diamond in a jewelry store window, beyond my reach. I'm broke, and love is the glue, dried and cracked in the hollow of my heart. You were my girl next door, to whom I never had the courage to express, just how much you made me feel alive, and now you've moved away. Your empty house mocks me with possibilities vanished. I weep beneath the hood of my neighbor pulled. But I'm O.K. without you.....simply because I never really knew what with you was like. Life will go on without you, but without you, life just goes on, and on...........and on