this place in my heart

this place in my heart
does not know that she is gone

my belly twinges
and my soul, forgetting,
leaps with joy and then plummets,
despaired by the calendar
and the recklessness of my own body

my jugular, exposed, fights to protect
a muscle it can no longer understand

i struggle to remember
and i struggle to forget
all crammed into one single breath

weighed down by old information
and very fresh pain,
there seems to be nothing ahead of me
except time without her

but this place in my heart
does not know that she is gone

perhaps it is in that place
where she and i
will one day meet again