You’re another year not older today. Another year with no way to clink a glass with you, down a drink in celebration. Another year of missing this day; of missing you. Happy birthday pixie, whatever that means now x
The seconds move on. Each minute, hour, day, year. The seconds move on and part of me does not. The days are right, the calendar come round again; it could be six years gone. The love is still the same; the ache may fade and change and become scabbed but Continue reading …
The Moon Is Big Tonight
The Moon is big tonight
Huge in the sky
Bright, like your life
Can you see it?
The same Moon as I?
Happy birthday, my Pixie, whichever Moon you are under
How should I measure time? In the days since we met? Since a kiss? In the days, the years (—years; how can it be years?) since you left? There is a date in my diary. It says Anniversary. I’m not sure either of us ever held it to be true Continue reading …
In the Central, with memories. We sat about there. The seat was ripped. The gents was lacking a door. The jukebox was over there, far end. You always said you meant to play Magic Bus but you put on I Want To Know What Love Is. I already knew.
None of that’s here now. The memories are but none of the rest, or you. I’m not sad. I’m just sad.
And then Dakota; plays. You and I. And I think how many songs have you missed. I’m still not sad, honest.
Today I am forty. It reads as a significant number but only because it’s got a zero in the base we are used to thinking in. I may as well be if we counted in hexadecimal, or in octal or even binary (though those last two are also round—how about Continue reading …
Mmm Skyscraper I Love You : And I’m in the dark, in your room, making love; lying half sleeping, the beat flowing through. Probably not the best thing to try listening to while supposed to be working.
I don’t know if they have parties, wherever, whatever, your spirit is. They should do. There should be cake, and drink. There should be fun and laughter. And you are there, so there must be love. I wish I could celebrate with you my pixie.