to live is to write
to write is to heal
to heal is to no longer write
to no longer write is to no longer live

I see him in my dreams
I wake up in a cold sweat
streams of tears falling on my face
screaming
begging for him to stay
there I am again
watching him pull the triger
here I am again
blood on the ground
trembling
hands covered
lip quivering
thinking he'll save me
but once I look up
he's no where to be found
the man I love pulled the trigger again
he's no where to be found
again

people always leave.

you can tell when someone is in love
by looking at their eyes.
I know because
the way you looked at her
was a way I had never
seen you look at me.
it was as if she created the stars in the sky.
you were left in awe,
while I was unaware of it all.

you never cared.
if you did,
you would have
never left.

so many people
are in love
but not together.
&
so many people
are together
but not in love.

if he wanted to,
he would.