My December Fire in Magma

It will be your birthday soon. A fact which pushes to the surface like an abandoned castle in the distance. I have journeyed there many times in my mind but that is all. A hollow gesture to someone who deserves so much more than this apparition.

I miss you deeply as has always been my sentiment.

I’m not sure what my voice will evoke if I call, that is if you pick up.

Will it be rage, sorrow or a simple flatline echo of something burned away.

My heart still roams the ruins my dear, because it simply cannot let go.

-J