You,
dismantled me.
Piece by piece.
Through all my love.
And I now,
accept you're right,
to hold the anger.
Love is superior.
Love is almighty.
Love is the grip,
I wish I knew..
how to hold on tightly.

She's the girl who only drinks black coffee
And smokes menthol cigarettes
With her lipstick staining the filter
She laughs at corny jokes
And dances in the rain
until her hair is soaking wet
She's the girl who listens to birds singing
In the mornings before spring
And writes poetry about heartbreaks
She is the storm before a hurricane

A brown leaf lingers
At the mercy of the wind --
Hanging, like the stars.

one day you will regret watching her walk away
you will remember her as the girl who loved you into oblivion
who withered herself away in the hopes that it would make you stay

one day the memory of her hips will begin to gnaw at your heart
the bitter cold bedsheets will eat at your bones

you will think of her when you wake in the middle of the night
because her memory has become your nightmare

i have watched the sunset in your smile a thousand times
and i have watched it set a thousand and one
because the last time i saw you was the last time the sun set and i haven't seen it since

She's the gift
That every birthday
Has been leading up to.

You gave him entire galaxies
But in his mind
All he saw was a single planet.