The places I've been
used to be the places
I was going to go back to when
you're finally here.
But, now the least they have become
are places where I've wished
you could witness just as I have,
or places where I learned that
I could walk on my feet alone.
Maybe those places never really cared
if you were coming home or not;
that even though I have made excuses
for your delay,
they're not as interested as
I make them seem to be.
Maybe what they are is
where you're not supposed to feel
like home,
Or maybe I'm just babbling.
See, this poem
is not entirely me.
I am not usually like this.
I drew maps on your palm,
when I realized I could trace
treasures in them,
just in case you forget directions,
just in case you lose sight of paths.
I should've had them tattooed
since drawings could easily be erased.
(But, I do remember how much you
loved to draw on your skin;
that other people found it weird,
but I found it rather amusing.
I thought, How could art still find
itself in need of renditions?)
I am not usually like this.
See, I am being silly again.
See, I miss you tonight;
but, not tonight I could hold you tight.
See, I used to know how to articulate
how I feel but now, I'm all out.
See, I don't know if I'm still
worth of anything,
or if all of this is still
worth of something,
or if you're still
worth of everything.
I don't see things coming back
to how they used to be,
But, that's okay.
Just come back where you used to be.
Or, maybe not.
Maybe you could stay there.
Maybe I wouldn't mind.
See, I don't know where
I'm going with this.
But, here's one thing I know for sure:
for every moment you're gone,
that's every word of an unfinished poem
I fail to write down.
Because what I do have now
is nothing worth a penny
to bring you back.
See, maybe this is what I actually am now;
indecisive,
Irrational,
Ridiculous,
and all those other stuff
you could hate me for.
But,
This is who I am.
And I could only think of
those places as places
that knew what I wanted to tell you.
And in those places I have left
every fragment of my
"I wish you were here,"
and "I hope you knew."