The faded memories of you and me, under the street lights and shop signs looking beautiful and pretty.

Now I walk into town trying to find our remembrance in our lost love city.

I'm scared of what I have become with the loss of you, so full of regret and a pining pity.

we are the wild youth.

with lungs full of ocean water and ribs stained red with sunsets and roses

we have lilacs and honey dripping from our frozen fingertips

with watermelon smiles and candle wax eyes, we pull at our star dusted skin

and howl to the moon.

and with heads full of midnight and our veins swimming in twilight,

we dream our big dreams and pull down the stars, begging for our wishes to

come true

Time* always
takes,

but never
gives.

And if you ask me,
what you were to me.

you were a watch on my
wrist.


*Sandoval