A Glimpse of Me

She returned to this decrepit city last night
and for some reason I slept better then I have in recent memory.

I am no philosopher, but when I think of the soul,
perhaps it is the connections that we have with one another.
When she is gone it feels as if I am not wholly here,
as though a piece of me has been removed though I never realized it.
But as she moved closer those ethereal strands began to mend
and this city no longer feels so desolate.

It is strange, because when I'm with her,
I am completely there within that moment.
I have no future or past, only the present.
It is as though I am complete and content, but only in those moments.

And to tell you all the truth
I really do not even want to see her this time,
because she is going even farther away
and though I may be complete for an hour or a day
when she is gone I will still be only what I am right now.
When faced with being whole for such a small amount of time
I would rather skip it and remain like I am without having to realize
what I could be.