If this ends up an epitaph
Just have it say that I love Her

Ive seen better days
But i dont know
If i would trade
For these
The way i felt last year
Was as werird as the past were

Fidgeting down to the last line
You know its my past time
Leaving you cold

Color yourself indigo
Go on i dare you too
Sad but laughing buckets
Cleaning the floor with light

Oxy clean you are something
Modern poetic verbal stumbling
Left only to throw ***** shirts
Into the closet - hurt my feelings

See right through you

No changing how a heart beats
Or telling how the past feels
What do old feelings do when they die
Where do i go when i die
Does my love go with me ?
Or will it hang around you
Like you do all day , in my heart