2 Poems entitled: "Omissions"

I forgot to tell you and you're idle chatter
but you're halfway to who knows where,
it doesn't matter.
You're a pretender in the least,
a loose definition
suspending your lies with the thread of omission.

((They look so beautiful down that empty stairwell
memories look too beautiful sometimes.
Next season you'll replace them with Autumn.
Next year i'm walking to who-knows-where to find you.))

When you forget about me
and my undying confessions,
of love in the wrong places and misguided directions,
maybe we can remember who we are.
Maybe we'll remember how empty we are.
Maybe we'll go as far as to say:

((You look so beautiful, resting your head along these lies.
memories look too beautiful sometimes.
Next year we'll replace them with winter.
Why can't we forget the winter.))

I'm sorry that all good things are replaced with spring.

((Next year we we'll leave spring out)).

One day...
we'll get the better of our blunders
we won't sit around with heads filled of wonder.
We'll know what it's like to watch winter into summer.
We'll watch for their little lights,
and to a silent song we'll listen.

((It looks so beautiful when it rains here.
This is too beautiful to be a memory.
Next season we'll replace them with truth.))

Next year we'll fall asleep to the sound of lying by Omission.