Ashes

I sit and I watch and I wonder
I stare at those photographs as the edges curl in the fire
This match that you lit upon all my possibilities
Your beautiful hands that take the life from these dreams in my head
I see your delicate fingers wrap around this already bruised neck
I beg for release but you can’t hear my whispers
I want you to see what I need
I want to catch a glimpse of your world
I just want you to know that the fact that I care so much for you is what is killing me
So I sit in these ashes and let the wind take away all that is left
As tears fall in this empty room I sit and wait for your return
To take away another piece of this heart
Do you even see the ashes that cling to my heart
I sit in this silence and brush these ashes into my empty hands and try to imagine them whole once again