It takes a certain type of person
to see the color and vibrance
in your soul.
how you light up a room
and your spirit saturates
everything around you.
but honey we live in a colorblind world
a black and white society.
they can not see your true colors.
but those who can,
hold on to them.

it wasn’t
you leaving,
that hurt the most.

it was
how you left.
the same way everyone else did.

one day
you make me feel
as if i will be in your world
forever.
the next day,
i am not in your world.
a stranger
you wouldn’t recognize.

Your eyes
held the seas,
the endless horizon.

and sometimes
we need to lose it all
   to find ourselves.

i loved you
                                            you knew it


that is why i hurt so bad.




you got what you wanted.
and i got hurt,
trying to give you
everything.

you are a drug to me
my mind is warn down and tired
of the reoccurring thoughts of you

a broken record on repeat.

but my heart still wants you desperately.
you are no good for me
but i crave you
your stories, your laugh,
your touch, and the way
you cared about me
so deeply
for a moment in time.