i keep telling myself to stop using you to self medicate
but the sound of your name is enough to close my wounds
remember the night I told you that you're my home and that
i wrote my poems on my skin because i wanted to place them somewhere you would notice
i asked you to take me to the mountains so we could fall in love at the highest peak
you said you wanted to reach into the sky and pull down a star for me
i don't even know who i am anymore. i'm stuck between the person i was before you and the person i am with you.
and now you're gone
sincerely, a girl who could never apologize for loving you
each stanza is a sentence from an unfinished poem of mine.