still falling

February 11, 2018 by Michael Guerin

still falling —
like a withered maple
leaf from the tree
outside your window
or the first few flakes
of snow on a cold
december evening
or the weight of salty tears
when i left you like
a stranger
and the time we stood
like statues for hours
in the rain.

it’s taken
so long to realize
that there’s nothing
left to gain
and how the better
part of me
will forever dream
of the sweetest
life with you
together and still falling
calling out your name.