Notes

If this were to be my last note -
last words,
I would cite loneliness as the reason
for my departure.
And when the life ebbs away
from the veins in my hands
I will remember the last moments
I spent without you
lying in bed, writing more notes and letters
only to have them not received
by your hands which once cared for me.
And when I go,
remember the notes I wrote
and where they lie now,
under your bed
and think about the past which is now
long gone
and think of how you played a part in my going
and how this was the only 'meant to be'.