A THOUGHT IN AMBER

Written Jun/02.

I love you.
You have been my life for this time of change.
I want to see you in all the ways you can be seen;
from all directions,
inside and out.
I want to move around you in these last moments.
I want to see you in stillness whilst I am not.
I want you to know that I do not want to go
but that there is no choice.
I need you to feel -
if just for one single quiet moment -
how much you have meant to me.
To know that
as I move through the days of my life
you will still be with me.
Although,
you will not be here.


Ok...I just have to say this. Whatever anyone may ever EVER guess this poem is about, I can tell you right now...it's not. Really, it's not. When I wrote this originally it was a kind of...bizzare rambly story thing. Not a poem at all. Not that it really is now, but still. This was the first of a total of two paragraphs I allowed myself to write before kicking myself up the backside and telling myself not to be so melodramatic about it because it was past midnight and I had to get packing. This poem is about my first-year room in halls at University. I wrote it the night before I left for home after first-year. I've never seen the room since.