July 31, 2013

No One

No one 
knows exactly
where you've gone,
what long walk
has taken you far
away and back again,
what sadness
weighs you down,
what lost love
still fills you
to the brim.

Only you know
the sight of him,
the sound
of her lost voice,
forever echoing 
deep within; 
you know too, 
what choice
soft spot
deftly took them in,
where even now
they rest, 
sleeping with
what might
have been.