I did NOT write this.  A very good friend who I've lost touch with over the years wrote it about me.
Re-reading it though made me very sad. Sadder than I have been in months. I suppose because I am not sad at all.
A very important friend wrote this about a very inconsequential man.

  *Update - This poem no longer makes me sad, it makes me feel beautiful. Thank you.


because you chose to leave you will never know... 

how her face looks when she sees a sunset
how she lets the rain hit her in her face with her eyes closed
how her little feet rub together while she's sound asleep 
how she dances in her car to terrible hip hop music
how her voice sounds while she sings in the shower
how she gets so excited when she wins at board games
how her profile looks when she thinks I'm not watching her 
how she knows the answer to anything I ask her
how her laugh looks when she makes no noise
how she drinks her coffee with two ice cubes
how her eyes have changed color recently
how she eats slower than anyone alive 
how her mind can understand the most screwed up of people (you and I included)
how she hates the sound of paper crackling on TV
how her hair smells after she does her yoga
how she tastes after she drinks green tea 
how her lips look while she sits there reading
how she looks at me while I'm speaking to her
how her tiny hands get cold no matter how hot my apartment is
how she loathes the song black velvet by Alana Miles, even though she rocks it at karaoke 
how her eyes would twinkle when she talked about you
how she looks now when she talks about you
how her intention is to rid her mind of you
how she is trying to let me be enough
how her smile has melted away everything that I've been afraid of 
how she is breaking my heart, just like you broke hers