To be
a footnote
in the life
of the one
whose story
you wrote across
every inch
of skin,
is perhaps
the greatest injustice
of all.

night is the worst
so easy to believe that it'll never end
try and distract yourself
but the empty room presses in on you
no compromise with the lonely darkness we all carry
no half measures will suffice to rescue you from this living tomb
just please remember me in your darkest hour
just please know me in your hour of need
for my heart is with you always
no miles or years will change
nothing can undo
remember that my hand is always holding yours
remember that i have always loved you
even in your darkness
even in your madness
please remember me
that my heart will never leave your side
and know you have the strength to survive
to see our sunny day once again

I feel empty...
And there's this numbness in
my chest that has been
keeping me awake
late at night whenever
I try to sleep.

        I feel as if
  everything
I believed in has
    turned on me,
    all at once.

An open
ear
that can't
be seen
will hear
all the
truths that
lie beneath.

It's a long enough train to fit
7,248,075,000 passengers. And
Counting.

Seats added with every
Birth. By now
Most

Wonder whether it'll
Ever be slowing down to
Stop. And what

To do when
The doors
Open.

I'm doing much better now.
Smile more.

I can walk by a radio playing
Slow music without

Speeding up. "...I wish nothing
But the best

For you..." Still, perhaps weekly, 
My thoughts touch upon that

Tiny, little loveborn mistake
We made; how we cried together

Over the decision we came to, and
I sit down behind a corner with

My head in my hands and regret
That we -back then- decided not

To keep
It.