All the stars we cherished togetherare now just our remnants. So when I look to the sky... Every constellation I see is still you.
Tag: You
208
After thinking about you for 208 days... You've officially become my daily ritual. And every day I pray... You become more than just a mental habitual.
Shrapnel
We ignited each other like a pipe bomb. Our harsh words sailed into one another like shrapnel... And left nothing but ragged scars and bloodied flesh.
Objects
People may leave and places may change, but objects remain the same... So I'll keep what I can for when the time comes where I may not remember your name...
Drunk
You can tell me what you think whenever you're drunken at night... Yet you can never find the right words when you're sober in the daylight.
Pathway
And here I am... Walking down this familiar cement sidewalk. Recognizing the same forbidden pathway. Following all the same cracks in the pavement. Hoping that they still somehow lead back to you...
Mementos
All those little things you left behind... Are now my trinkets. Lonely artifacts of us... now only meaningful to me.
Fog
Like steam to my bathroom mirror you are becoming fogged over... And even though I try to clear your haze... There's only a temporary exposure.
11:45pm
Pitch black and quarter to twelve, we walked on the beach barefoot on shells. Stars guided our path to low tide, the oncoming waves slowing our strides. My blonde hair had been tangled in the breeze... But we still stood to take in all we couldn't see.
Cheerio
It's funny to me how quickly I became so appealing to you... And then just as fast... I became as unsatisfying as the lonely soggy cheerio in your bowl of old spoiled milk.
