There was loss
and beauty
and a million words she couldn't utter
Forgetfulness
Forgiveness
For no one, ever,
least of all herself
Unknown is the way, this time
How to make sense of this puzzle,
to shoulder the weight of this rhyme
Hollowed out and stolen
the envy swallowed up in
knowledge of what was done,
what wasn't, and may never be
The night plays tricks on memory
But truths, they never change
If only she could say,
rest your weary mind, it's all okay
It's all okay.