Someday Spectral Tears Will Fall From My Lashes
(New Order - Vicious Streak)

I just read this on a girl named April's blog. She had quoted it from an anonymous source. I'm guessing it will stir the same thing in you that it did in myself as well as April, and maybe we can all share that brief moment of heartache, even if you've never experienced it first hand.

...

I cast my gaze skyward
to verify the sunlight that blinds me
and realize it’s summer again.
Nearly a year since you and I dared each other to be vibrant,
but now my soul joins the multitudes
of patent leather shoes
scuffling through fields of brick and stone.

And I never realized -
that 7 little letters,
in the proper order,
could hurt so much.

Saying goodbye to you
isn’t like saying goodbye to a statue,
rather it seems I met you in a dream --
and now insomnia
while I writhe and twist in an empty bed ...
tucking the lonely sheets under my grasping hands.

I know the paralysis
of an eye caught with beauty,
and I caught myself in an intricate web of smile and frown -
linked through

saliva
copperwire
and sunlight.

More shadows fell than sidelong glances,
so I fell more often into shadows than dances
and found an image locked in celluloid.
I became enthralled in an ephemeral beauty
that disappears in the early morning,

cut off from the iron lung of sleep.
So you leave me,
and I leave you this ...

Someday spectral tears will fall from my lashes
on a day that reminds me of when we met.
But now I am left
with an empty catharsis
and a journal full of letters from the "I suppose" boy -
who preceded his thoughts with an idiosyncratic morality
and left in words concrete

a little of himself,
and a little of me.

In the space of twenty minutes,
preserved in the still life of my phone bill,
the fruits of a year ...
bruised by a minute cilia of time.
This is how the world ends --
not with a bang ... but a whimper.
Signed then stretched across 1000 miles of fiber optic wire,
my receiver bending against the phone
with a final kiss goodnight.