I woke up with a hole in my chest again. In my dream I was screaming "I miss my best friend" On the pillow a single tear from the silent cries. I look for you in everything. Like I'm trying to find missing puzzle pieces the size of individual particles. Pieces of me that shattered when I lost you. Sometimes I find you and like a warm blanket you cover me, Making me feel safe like only you always could. Other times, I can't find you And I'm left feeling broken and like maybe I wasn't as tough as you believed. There's a scar with your name branded across my heart. Some days I wake up and it's bleeding Some days I wake up screaming Most days I wake up lonely I miss you...
Sunset is my favorite color. When the sun paints the sky with its most vibrant hues as if to illustrate the divinity of its love for the moon. And isn't it funny that Sunset always makes me think of you.
Marijuana kisses stolen in the front seat Lips curved into smiles Fingers curled against your chest Butterflies in a frenzy Fogged windows Gasping breaths High off the moment And lingering in it with you.
I wrote this recently about a very special human that I cared deeply about. I've since received news he has passed away suddenly. I will always hold onto this moment.
In my dreams I'm finding you beneath the stars, on a sunny day, in the rain, on a clear night, between the sheets, in the middle of the afternoon, before the sun comes up ...it will always be you.