For J—

I write
for promises broken,
for lives destroyed,
for memories of a future
that will never come to pass.
For things unforgivable,
For begging forgiveness.
Scatter now
the pieces to the world,
of broken trust,
of broken hearts,
of lost souls.
The air is stagnant
and my life has gone stale.
Hope is just a word
Meaningless as I.
For without you I am nothing and never have I been
I beg you – this time, let me go
I miss you