[triviality] //poem\\

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a remembrance; a fleeting feeling; a reminder of time together.

where once there was burning ion now lays a barren wasteland.

you do not weep, nor do i; tears wasted on triviality.

Triviality.

a word whispered into the darkness of our room, so loud it was nigh defining; my ears rang with its departure.

Triviality.

though i know; could feel; in the very depths of my being, your hesitance toward me; toward our love; my heart would not rest it’s endless hoping.

hoping that one day you would love me as i loved you; that you may wish to know me as i wish to know you.

Triviality.

the word tears through my soul, into the very essence of my being.

where there is only darkness and you.

i find, in my depth, i am but a mere longing; a miserable being of pure yearning and, through my heartbreak, i find i am content to yearn.

and so my depth whispers; songs of a singular name ring out through my being.

and i finally cry.

but through time, as he weaves his ever persistent age, i find the unbridled pain to lesson.

no longer does my heart weep and crack at my depth’s tumultuous tune.

no, she is strong again, bandaged by the healer that is time.

and now, when, on that rare occasion my depth sings again with its remembrance of you, it fleets with but the whisperings of one word….

Triviality.