To a promise made long ago

I will learn how to miss you the way I promised.

Everyone tells me I am stubborn as hell but
if it takes a spotless mind to love you best,
I will relinquish these memories
one
by
one

re-direct my neurons to other names
stop thinking that
synaptic do-overs
could keep you near

and obsession could hold you close.

I am learning to let you be an absence that no other can fill,
and I promise that on that day when our voices meet again
my heart will leap for joy from the weight of what it holds
and my mind will re-remember that


Yes.


I have missed you well