slipped through the cracks

You've got to know
you're just a ghost now
I'm sorry I can't hold on forever
your hair and your smell
are about the only thing left
I wish I knew
if you ever got there,
wherever you wanted to be
I wish I knew
if your brother still knows my name
Do you still live in the shadow
of the glistening monoliths?
Do your eyes still widen
to engulf the world?
Maybe it is best
that you lay still there
like a photograph, unmolested
by time or other awkward hands
Maybe it is right
that we both took flight
to separate worlds
I have no ill will
and I left my pride behind
I hope you know that
I'm sorry for the pain
I'm sorry for what I lacked
and the desperate pieces of me
that slipped through the cracks.