shadow companion

I have these little notebook all around, some are little lined spiral bound, some are sketchbooks, and I just jot down any old phrase that might pop into my head. Sometimes, I will write a poem, complete or nearly so, in the pages and then later on stumble across it. I stumbled across this today, and a few other things, so I am posting it although its far from where my mind rests at the moment.

do I look sadder but wiser?

that’s how  I feel

it became apparent

that this seduction wasn’t really mine at all;

but we always want

what we can’t have

and here I sit.

promises,

plans,

broken.

she was breaking down again

mindless and persistent

she endured from day to day

an umbrage of the woman I knew,

I love

just a slight hint

of her in the air.