Well, actually no.
It's not funny at all
How I still find myself,
Against my wavering will,
Planning my steps
Dictating my day
According to you
When did we last talk
Four months I think it's been
How have you managed
To grip me so tight,
Hog tied and gagged
By the memory of your company
Where was all this before?
And here I am
Despite your undeniable abcense
Starving myself just in case
You call for dinner

Can you please post
Something to some kind of social media
I miss you

Center lane for emergency vehicles only
(No u-turns)
Urgency and desperation are not synonymous

You called me a *****
To of all people, your mom
There is no hope now

This
This is…

This is underrated
This has potential

This is quiet but
never calm

This is sticky
and soothing

This is the sunrise
wishing for midnight
for more time
to waste

This is inconsistent

This is beautiful
and troubling
and joyous
and scary

This is painful
but it is welcomed

This is ours

This is love

I made this for you
Rest here
Always
Ill cover you
You'll be safe here
Always
I won't let anything hurt you
Comfort will be with you
Always
We will miss you
And remember you
Always.

There's always a chance that you'll be around and that's the only reason why I continue drinking

The stars aren't visible
From the bench in the courtyard
Of your apartment building
Not that I've noticed them
Any other time
Only recently the blackness
Has been mocking me
Because behind my closed eyes
I see you and her
While I shamefully
Still sleep in your bed
I need something for comfort
And the lights
From miles away
From years
And years
Ago
Are all I have of the past
From before
When I thought what we had
Was good