Months That Last Years

We’re both still trying to
Remember how to breathe without each other.
He cannot comprehend how
Odd the atmosphere feels without him.
Our old favourite places
Now seem like strangers.
The tree that we carved our names into
Is like a picture that
Used to bring to smiles,
But is now just another prisoner to the blurry past.
The stump appears to bear
Two strange names
Of two people I don’t know
Who once loved each other.
The only evidence of our togetherness
Ever existing
Is our names
Trapped inside a heart.
I continue walking by,
Breathing in the odd atmosphere,
Reaching for a hand that isn’t there,
Feelings lips that are no longer mine to kiss,
Catching my breath when I finally see
How forever never seems to really be
Just that.