there but for the,

I run to you, and you escape me

i cry, i cry, I fill the well deep -your loss-

full with pain and

it brings me closer to you

excited, i grasp, tighter and

you slip between my fingers like air

finally, in my empty fist, i felt your presence

i ran away from you and

you fill my mouth

i bit into a lemon and,

but for the bitterness, my mouth recalled,

you were so sweet,

so, i'll never taste you, so

I'll scurry away and,

don't you want me? i'll say,

to someone else and,

like a lover you'll be there,

in the space between