he haunts me   the wind is his whispers  gales that gasp in my ear  that with each whoosh  speak the word worthless.  the same breeze that used to exhale sighs and lullabies of ‘i love you’s’  and sounds of lust threatening to never end.    the sun is his touch  once setting my skin ablaze with his heat  igniting my senses  i’d lean into his touch, my body aching for more  now it scorches leaving me burnt with the blisters  of his absence    the rain was his purity  washing away my insecurity  until each droplet turned to acid  which falls from the sky  and pools in my chest  rotting the flesh  of my once apple-red heart    he was the roaring log fire in the snow  - our two bodies tangled under sheets  keeping me warm  (he knew i got so cold)  then the snow melted  and we thawed, too  he didn’t reappear  until he snowed on me  - freezing me  encapsulating me in his frost  i laid amongst him  and made a snow angel  to remind myself i still existed  even when i felt so dead inside    he haunts me   i hear him in the wind i see him in the sunshine i feel him in the spring rain  i taste him on the tip of my tongue  if i close my eyes  his image is branded on my eyelids  his name tattooed on my heart my love for him running through my veins  leaking onto the page as ink that drips  into #poems  into stories of love and heartbreak  into messages of me begging him  to stop hurting me  into my plea’s of asking him to change,  to come back to me  to say the words i need to hear  to say enough to stop me saying goodbye    but he doesn’t   he doesn’t because he is the river  that runs  to the bottom of the waterfall  - he tells me he’ll catch me  when i fall but i know that if i leapt  he’d drown me - hold me under his riptide    after everything he stole from me  how can i trust him again?  he stole my moon  and the stars at night  how can i ever truly ‘see’ him again  when he’s left me in darkness  and has stolen my light...      #Fiction #Poetry #norhyme #freeverse #amwriting #poetsofopusia