Was it just empty words that you used…
Was the feelings ever really real...
I want to forget your smile
I want to forget your scent...
I followed you
through the light...
Drunk high on desire
Rich memories of you...
A thousand loves
A thousand years...
The ending was coming,
It wasn’t out of the blue...
I crave you,
The peanut butter that spreads so thin...
She ran to me.
Broken and hurting...
Affixed to myself,
I would not remove my hand...
The scent of spring, begins to wheeze,
and footsteps fade from winters freeze...
I would like to say... If time machines existed
I would have to be a very selfish fuk...
My eyes are stinging, they're red, swollen.
Why am I crying, I don't even know...