I remember how your touch traveled the valleys of my skin. How you held on so tight and  how easily you've slipped through my fingers. How i've let this happen. Each night i suffer. Aching for your words. Dying for your unfinished poetry about the first girl you've ever loved. How i was that girl. Now, your words speak of how thirsty you are for your new love. Each word you dedicate to her is a dagger. Stabbing its way through my chest, killing what was ever left inside me. I cry through my flesh that you've slit open with your razor sharp tongue. My blood are tears. I learned how to scream myself mute with my lips completely shut. My voice started to sound like a symphony. Each promise you've said that were never done served as a note played by this dismantled orchestra. You were never mine. But it felt like i always did. We were a collection of could have beens. We were just something that had potential but wasnt good enough to work. We were something. We were almost something.

You are the sky
While I'm of dirt and earth
Sharing the universe in separate realms
Conflicting factions, diverse births

I would forever look up
Rest my gaze on the tide of the air
And dream for our eyes to meet
Temporary eternity that we would share

I've cried many a teardrop
But you can never know
Because to you they never could reach
For into my core they'd only flow

But when you stare down sullenly
Your tears would fall, soaking my plane
I'd drink the drops voraciously
Those gifts of love from heaven's rain

Your tears would nurture the seeds I've planted
They'd take root and flourish in the sun
Resolve in my soil held firmly in place
Thinking our journey forth would've then begun

Roots would give birth to stem
Which in turn, would branch out into leaves
Plantling will eventually grow up high
To give back the love, it constantly receives

Such misfortune little sprout
You can only grow so tall
You can never reach that far
You and I can only kiss the drops that fall

So... My beautiful sky of azure
I am but dust on fate's heavy feet
We can only look to the faraway horizon
Only there could heaven and earth truly meet

I will be the first one
to tell you about
Your grey hair,
I will be the one
to notice that first wrinkle
on Your cheeks,
I will give You
the last tooth that
will fall from my mouth,
I will be there
with You
when I breathe my last.