It's been officially over for months but everytime we see each other it's like nothing's happened.

Last time I saw you you said you wanted to kiss me and I said I wouldn't mind..

I knew it was stupid, that I'd spend the day after crying.
I told you I wouldn't but I lied..
And I cried.
I know you're not my home anymore but as soon as your lips touch mine I feel home again.
I wanted to live in that lie, if only for one more night.
Everytime I tell myself it's the last time but my knees still get weak when I see you, and I give in.

I’ve been walking around
With a broken
heart
For as long as I can remember--

But I think
everyone
has.

I think everyone carries
              sadness
Inside their bones
Like a
second shell
of cartilage,

Like a bird
thrashing its wings
against
a cage,

Like crickets vibrating
hollowly
against the
darkness,

it consumes us

Piece
by
                  piece.

We aren’t sacks of
flesh
but
bags of
longing,

                  Hopelessness

Held together by
blood
bones
The flutter of
                   thoughts,

The pulse of wind
rushing
through

nothingness.

With your hand in mine I told you how afraid I was, that some day in the future I'll be alone thinking back to this perfect day. You looked into my eyes with love and told me not to worry because that would never happen. We were always gonna be a couple, remembering this day together. And then you kissed me.

It's almost been a year since that day, and my fear came true. Here I am remembering by myself.
That perfect day in the park..
The songs you showed me, the smoke from your cigarette, the sun on our faces, the lake view, the talk about our future together, laying in the grass, watching the green leaves on the tree above us, you taught me about the colour changes in the leaves depending on the reflection from the sun, your head in my lap, how I touched every bit of your face trying to memorize exactly how it felt.
It was one of the happiest days of my life, I felt at peace and everything was perfect. I tried to **** it all in, tried to remember everything because I knew soon it'll only be a memory.

A memory from a life that I wanted to live forever. But my fear came true.

We were each other's everything. We were gonna take on the world together, fight all battles side by side.
And now we are just strangers with some memories. Isn't it strange?

I still dream about you almost every night.
Happy dreams, and I wake up missing you.
When those turn into nightmares,
when I wake up happy that it was only a dream,
that's when I know I'm over you.

I asked her “tell me now,
Willow, why you weep”
She said “because, my cloud,
No rain has come to me
In a while”

“But you are on the riverbank
how much more water could you want”

“And yet I long for yours
for it's coming from above
and I'm in love with a cloud”