The streets remind me of you.
But you're one of those people who leave a masc
Something that'll never come off
Like the first time I told you I love you,  I got all nervous and I dropped coffee on my brand new white t shirt
That stain will never come off
Just like your scent and my skin
You'll never come off
I fell for a poet.
And that's something that will never leave my thoughts

Darling I miss you. Its not the I miss you thrown around to those who just want your body, but I miss you. Its only been a few hours but my heart hurts, it was short lived but it was so strong deep in my heart, and no song I could listed to, or no book I could read could suppress my sentiments, I'm constantly looking for a way top explain myself , anything but telling you to your face, for you've already closed your curtains and said goodbye. I miss you. It hurts to my soul. Now I sleep all day, but when I wake I find myself with 50 shades of grey in my hands. But I can't even concentrate because I just can't stop thinking about you. So I just sit there staring into space while everyone's concerned about me. I just lay here, staring at my living room.I want to get drunk to work up my nerve, and ring you, and beg you to please come back to Camden. I love you, I'm in love with, I fell hard. And I now you are far away

I woke up today with a short of breathe and a pain in my chest that seemed to tear and poke at my ribcage
I'm ******* sad again
I didn't get a text from her this morning telling me she loves me and to have a great day
I dreamt about her last night
And though it was not very long lived it felt like the world

Tonight my heart is aching, I can feel it in my stomach, and it sends cold chills up my spine that invite the lonely ghouls of the night.
My finger tips miss your skin
My lips miss yours
And I wish I could stare at you in person one last time to study the shape of your face and thighs and feet so I could keep in deep inside my subconscious until I go
I still have the polaroids of you in my room
I'm so lost and I'm barely here
I wish I could describe myself but the words fall and rot the moment they come out my mouth
Tears can't help but to crash on my boots as I say goodbye to the life we'll never spend together

This morning my youngest of my eldest sisters came out of her room to tell me to lower my music. As I sat there , she looked into my eyes, she paused momentarily and said without knowing

"Whatever ends up happening, you're gonna be very sad and I don't know what to do about that"

I'm afraid, and that's something I'm not afraid to admit
The burn of waiting is burning right through my skull
And I'm scrambling because I don't know what bad your heart will confess to me