the special thing about us
is that we were never meant to lastthat there was no us
when the summer was over
and I'm here again searching for our
cigarette buds lost among the dust
the only trace that
we ever existed under
the pomegranate tree or
our decaying palace of broken thingsgone.
you were most alive
when we both felt deadmy last memory of you somewhere
rotting away in my head"are you okay"
you asked
but I was stumbling
tripping over my lies and our mistakes
and my eyes were
racing ahead of youI was drowning
we've been here before
you just never saw
how my lashes would flutter closed
then shut and squeeze
no tears would fall
choking on smoke
you kissed into my mouth
I was scared
and I replied"shut up."
this was all we were
you concerned
and I annoyedyou cared entirely too much
to fill this empty void.
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DU LIEST GERADE
mind over matter
Poesiea collection of poems about ideas and people and feelings that never leave my mind