picked chosen loved
i saw light for the first time
your grip was warm and enticing on my fragile body
your fingers left an imprint on my skin
and as i lie upon your inviting lips you breathed me in
As a gain to you, there was lesser of me
you emptied yourself of a stressful day
and i entered you serving my purpose
often thought of as crutch...


*cigarette

i woke up
73 minutes had passed
they were gone
and so was i
well my mind was..
but physically i was present
reminded that there was still so much to be happy for
even though the world seemed so bitter
and since then i lost a big part of myself
i still have yet to find it
and even in my wildest dreams i would choose to have never lived that night
because i miss the old me
and i always will

You always told me you loved her
from senior year til just shortly ago
i didnt question the legitimacy of you both

but i talked to her about you
and she told me the relationship was so physical
but the worst part was you could only compliment her looks
she longed to be told she was pretty from within
and my question is...
how can you love someone
if all you touched was their skin