There are people I will never know
And their lives will still ensue
Those that could have loved me so
And I'll never wonder who

Of all the things that come and go
There is no one else like you

The things I never think of
And the only thing I do

-Lang Leav

I am no Lang Leav
and you are no Michael Faudet
yet
here we are
arranging letters
bit by bit
'cause we're
simply


*a poem with feet.

You're a one night stand
But we spent too many nights
I lost count of it.

You're that unexpected kiss
On a drunken wasted night
Of vomits and *****.

You're that awkward hi
Exchanged by strangers who
Thought they both knew each other
But were clearly mistaken for another.

You're the bruise that turns blue
When I accidentally bump my leg
On the corner of the bed.

You're the scar that I never
Knew I had.

You're the bittersweet taste in
My mouth every morning.

You're the last thought lingering
In my head before slumber takes me
And you're the vagueness that
Haunts me in my dreams.

You're the scalding hot shower
In a cold freezing morning.

You're the boiling tea that numbs
My tongue for the rest of the day.

You're the obsession
I will never learn to let go of.

You're that person I will
Never get to call mine.

You're the one that got away.

Will he stay if she
loved him harder?
Will he stay if she
promised him the whole world?

Maybe he left because
she didn't love him enough
Maybe he left because
she didn't give him enough

I am truly sorry that I can't make your dreams come true
I am truly sorry for all the things that I ever did wrong to you
If only she'd fought harder and longer