today’s not a good day
to write poems about love
today’s just one of those days
when i can’t find anything good to speak of

until i hear the sound of your voice
recognize that familiar laugh
and feel the hint of a smile on my lips
your words like fading ink on a photograph

suddenly i’m writing this down
reminding myself to never forget
how your voice soothed the ache in my soul
and quieted every regret

i’ll be happy again, don’t you worry
this deep sadness will eventually pass
just keep talking to me, don’t ever stop
even though we both know this will never last