when our eyes met
i could feel magic in the air,
just like hearing clair de lune
for the first time
you reminded me
of winter snowfall
with a wildness
that made me feel at home
your eyes burning with promise,
my heart burned too.

before you
i didn't know
what fireworks felt like,
you set me ablaze
and it terrified me
now everything
dulls in comparison,
and all i have left
are memories
that tear through my bones.

underneath the gloomy morning dew
i would sit and dream of you
the bleeding hearts
would bloom and dance,
in remembrance of our wilting romance.

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.