I want to know your stories

tangled words you keep in mind

all the wonders of your walls

and the life you left behind.

I want to know the tears you weep

cracked sighs that leave your lips

the match that burns inside you

beneath rubble, rock and bricks.

I want to know the reasons why

all the because’s and how so’s.

I want to know the life you left —

and what prompted you to go.