it’s very humbling

looking down for a moment

only to look up again and have
your whole world
change
around you

I miss waking up to you on my phone
Telling me i’m perfect
Telling me you miss me
Telling me you love me
Not so perfect was I?

“What if I jumped?” He thought

“Would the wind carry me somewhere better?”

“What’s better than here?” The voice said

The hinges creak on the old wood door

As I stare into the dark upon your sullen face

I reach out only wanting you more

But I know this is the last time you’ll set foot in my place

I see your form in the trees

The leaves and twigs make up your shape

The light that leaks in fills up the rest of the blondes and blues of your hair

The limbs flail and twist in agony longing for something they can’t have

The roots tangle and fight like you insides begging for sustenance

The fallen leaves are your passion and love slowly withering in the dirt

You burn me like my
Cigarette in the shower
Hurts me just a bit

Why do things that seem so far away,

Come to tempt us just for a moment,

Only to retreat back into the heaven they reside in.