you dont know the strange, tangled feelings
seeing your dad on the driveway
that car plate i cant forget.

and how i see your brother around still
giving me quiet stares
leaving me half-guessing.

and pain when our songs play
on the radio, at the cafes
shadows of where we used to be.

they echo thru eternity,
the new feeling of jadedness harboured
go, far away, leave me alone.

may, seventeenth.
half-circle for some, full circle for others.
and still, more to come.