Kissing Goodbye

You should have known that what I am is always

Almost - at most - yours,

that most most means more and

the ways we have cut deeply in to the chest;

I liked to watch it all fall.

I am not made for regrets but of them.

I can't surprise, have lost the way I had of fading deep into the night.

I will become a ghost, ease out into the night.

I will embrace it, that night

The fading dark of solitude.