business unattended
everyday im presented with your memory relentless,
flagellated with barbs of my own procrastinaton
the tools of our trade empty handed lay dormant in our creation

i willfully cling to an image that brought me pleasure and pain
two hearts slain, and yet i still find myself still chained
once again to the pervading image of your memory
trumped all rationality, my emotions get the best of me

its a burden i keep till the moment i sleep
dreams casting shadows of you between the bed sheets
ingrained in grey matter, your manners and laughter
a bond forged that can not ever be shattered