Love is the person who understands you so intensely that it is as though they have climbed into your head and are looking at the world through your eyes

Contrition

It took months for

the stress and

negativity to 

nibble away 

and make me forget 

all the reasons that I

love you.

It took two weeks

and one night

to remember 

it all.

Now

when they ask me

which deal I'd rather cut

what work I'd rather do

none of it matters

none of the stupidity that

got in between us.

All that matters is you. 

I would always choose you. 

On Wednesday

The last time I worked early, like this, on a Wednesday, you were in the next room...

It's these memories

the small ones

shadows of our former life

that creep up on me

out of the dark.

My memory

(that which frustrated you so)

means that these little things

are catalogued 

and categorised.

They are ready

to creep up on me

at any moment to

remind me that this is now

our history.