fade

you
are always fading:
never gone, yet never there.
finally at rest;
you
are yet restless,
memories
moving through me
like a dream.

I
want to let go
of you
and all the tomorrows
that I had
till yesterday.
I
am lost
without you,
lost a little of me
with you.

A million questions
to ask you,
a million conversations
to have
your hand, to hold:
Fading.