Impossibilites

Sometimes I don’t ask because
The pain of rejection is a little worse
Than the ache of wondering if and when
I might hear your voice again

Sometimes I close my eyes because
I see you better with my eyes closed
It’s strange how ever so suddenly
I see you clearly in a memory

Sometimes I cover my ears so I cannot hear
The march of a minute, a day, a year
But to not see or hear you is the impossible part
For I feel you in every beat of my heart

J~