this is how love affairs falter,
quiet panic during the day
that sickening twist of the stomach
when you pop into my mind unannounced
sleepless nights lying in the dark,
thinking of all the conversations
we never got to have
the places we never got to go
the things i never got to tell you
i didn’t know that time would run out
i tear my room apart,
packing everything into big boxes
the end of august can’t come fast enough, now
my hands are busy
but they don’t quiet my mind —
what are you doing?
are you with her?
what happened to us?
questions i don’t have answers for