I grasped the thought of caressing your flaws in the moon light once more.

Running my index finger down your left cheek bone that was slightly farther out than your right.

Glancing into your left eye which was a tad bit less blue, due to being injured in a fight with a drunk college lad over me.

Rolling my thumb over your lips that were still purple and plump from our needy kisses.

All of these imperfections made me fall even harder for you with every breathe you took, even after being away from you for six sober months.

How dare you
let me fall asleep
with thoughts of giving myself to you.
Thinking everything between us was okay,
then leave me a simple note to wake up to
saying you can't stay with me anymore,
because you still loved her.

I’m missing you
more than I can handle.
There’s this pain in my chest,
my face is stained
with the tears I wept,
everything I knew has vanished
with a wisp of a wand.
I’m missing you now
more than I can handle.
An end would be nice.
Or a run from the memories
A pill or a ticket
to escape this reality.