when you left
a part of me never recovered
no food could sustain me
the way your touch did
so nothing passed my lips,
i was left a ruin
standing but empty
forgotten and left to wither
shrinking smaller
with each sunset
but all people could tell me
was how good i looked.

since i was a child,
i've always loved endings the most;
the smell after a storm passes
and crimson sunsets
after a lazy summer day

but i was never ready
to say goodbye to you.

loving you
was like trying to love the rain
you made me feel alive
but i couldn't stop you
from slipping through my fingers.

the second you said
you didn't want to choose,
i knew you didn't
have enough faith in us to stay.

every time
i think i'm over you
you smile
and i relapse.

you succeeded where others failed
you undressed my mind first
now all my words are for you.

but what happens
when you find your soulmate
only it's simply not your time
life tears you apart
and before you know it,
days become years
that emptiness stays
knowing a piece of you
has been left behind
a phantom following you
reminding you of what you lost
what happens then?
how do we survive
knowing we've lost our very self?