We Shared an Alphabet (Just Not the Same Letters)

We Shared an Alphabet (Just Not the Same Letters)

i am the shape
of the hope once shared
i am the reflection of the love
for which she could not care

i am the contents 
of the drink she could not swallow
and I am the escapism 
found in her hollow

she is the leaf,
of the autumn 
that never quite took place
she is the starter pistol that never fired
and I am the race

she is the thoughts
i reflect in my dreams
she is made of my emotions
the ones i have never seen

she is the beauty
i traded in long ago
the convoy of aid,
that drives too slow

she is the shape
of something that we once had
something that could have been better
we shared an alphabet 
just not the same letters


James Garratt – Monday 10th November 2009