I’m sinking into the air again.
I reach out to grab your hand
but all I get is smoke.
You aren’t anywhere to be found.
I’m getting used to turning around
and not seeing you there.
You said you’d always be there for me.
I found it easy to believe–
it’s what I needed to hear.
You made that promise long ago.
It’s my fault, I should have known
you don’t keep them so well.
And I know life swept you off your feet,
took you places you’d never dreamed.
I just thought you’d take me, too.
So I’ve learned at the end of the day
everybody goes their own way.
I guess I should let go.
Silenticel 