If only the thought of you could be vanquished from my memory, so I would be able to cherish one fleeting moment without drowning in the seas of regret.

11:57pm
I promised myself I’d get to sleep before midnight,
But her sweet scent
Illuminates a thousand memories in my mind.

Memories
Of her tender touch,
Her soft, gentle fingers
Intertwined with my own.

The way her glance would make my heart
Stop
Like the eye of a storm,
But race again once I was able to return the gaze.

I never thought I’d ever miss her
Stealing all the blankets.
Her kicking me in her sleep
like a rabid goat.

All it took was an admission
That I was in fact,
Wrong.

I just had to look into those blue pools of heaven,
and tell her:
How much I cherished our love,
How the sun wouldn’t rise if ever I was to lose her.

But I just had to win this argument.
I knew she wouldn’t leave.
This wasn’t going to be the tip of the iceberg.

Now I look coldly
Upon the remnants of our
Broken love
That surround me.

The darkness consumes not only the room,
but my soul.
The only light is the clock, turning over

11:58pm.

All these words I crave to utter to you,
Sit still behind my teeth.

My lips quiver with the urge to utter your name, and the confessions of my love for your perfect being.

I've ****** it up again,
You'll spend all day averting your eyes from my gaze,
As I stare on through you.

This proverbial hollowing in my chest feels far too real,
Excavated, yearning for my every breath to be filled by you.

Grasp my hand and lead me,
Through the boneyards left behind.

Conceal the sorrows of the past,
And allow me to vestige into obscurity.

Grasp my hand and lead me,
Through the boneyards left behind.

Conceal the sorrows of the past,
And allow me to vestige into obscurity.

I'm half cut, staring blind to the ceiling, dreaming of the day your breath inhabits my soul.

I wish for a time where, to me, you are obscure, and the writing on the wall simply reads your name.

         Not my proverbial death wish.