I wanted to write a lovely poem..
I ended up writing your name

honestly i tried making this into a poem,
i really did

i'm running out of artistic ways to tell the world,
that i loved you

cause i keep writing poems about
the touch i've forgotten
the voice that's gone distant
the eyes that lost color

and i can't keep doing this to myself,
this is my last time saying it..
i love you...
i did.

~

I wrote you a poem
in the heavens above
Between every star
you’ll find verses of love
And just past the moon
with its glow ever bright
Waits my affection
in the words that I write
So gaze up this evening
at this wonderful view
Where every phrase sends
*my love down to you

-

Am I thinking about you?
Yes, I am.

*"Love her!"

His arm was a dot-to-dot
of needle marks and scars
you join them up together,
reading
*'existence broke my heart'