enough

if the only
moment in the day
i could save
were the one
where you could hardly leave
standing in the doorway
for one last goodbye
and then another
another
sunlight in your eyes
it would be enough

I am still here

I haven't written
so my words are achy
and trembling
it's been so long since I've spoken to myself

something warm and kind
is coaxing this out
I can feel the sunlight on my face

days are stretching thin
spider web minutes
brushed away

I have to remind myself,
I am still here