i went back to all the places
we'd been. i think i was only
hoping that this would bring
me closure if not clarity,
reality if not reason,
and an end if not an epilogue
to this tragedy.
you weren't there, of course,
but i felt as if you were just
moments before, like you
might've just left, your
cologne still on the air,
your laugh still echoing
about the empty room.
like we're all of us going
to keep going back after
one another, thinking
we're the only ones.
nothing would suprise me anymore.
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