I stand in the Cliff

Remember
How when we had our first breakup
I had torn down your letters
And grounded them
Digging a hole in the heart
It admit
It was filmy
Maybe clumsy too
Now that we have parted
This time for more than a day
I refuse to throw away anyone of your things
For memories are not to be thrown
In wells
For you are still here
In me
For I carry you within
And
This might be filmy as well
For
I hope you carry me too
And we will keep carrying
For one day this weight
Will grow into weather
Beautiful Prose
Unlike the one writing
And we will fly
And maybe sing too..