Walking in archways 
What felt like worlds between us
High above my tower I see you 
As your face stays determined not to crack 
They said I lost my muse 
But she's in every crease upon my bed 
Not able to wash the memory with a splash of soap and water 
I thought about throwing it to the streets 
Let the homeless make fortune over our mistakes
Cradled up in the nook you used to sleep 
Sleep? 
What lies 
For no moisture was lost 
No teeth mark not tear 
Because I failed you 
And all of the coloured flags
I couldn't help but call your name
In the nickname only I used 
Ignoring then sudden realisation 
Never looking back 
Head locked like a brace 
While hidden hands forced my face to your seat.
Even after you left
My eyes lingered over what used to be. 
She ran 
Out in to the night 
As I sat among the nightmare
Excusing death in a movie 
For why tear drops fleeted 
Down my cheek
She escapes 
Leaving quickly out the door
Couldn’t leave it up to chance
She leaves as if she couldn't stand to watch the credits role
But I know her 
Spent what felt like days watching names roll on screen 
While we meshed bundled
and blissed.