Each breath
I take
Pulls you
Further
From me

Just
A few
Beats
Of my
Heart
And
It's
All
Lost
To
Ash.

l.v.s

Don't just
Throw your
Belongings
Everywhere

Don't turn me
Into somewhere
That holds
The things
You're
Not sure
If you'll
Keep

Don't make
Yourself
At home
If you
Don't
Intend
To
Stay.

l.v.s

Damaged goods
Are still good
Regardless of
The broken parts

l.v.s

You want
To become
Close to me?
How close
Could you
Possibly be?

I may let you
Hold me
And share
Some thoughts

Don't be fooled
Into believing
That you have
Touched me

I couldn't
Let you
Do that

In closeness
There is
Vulnerability
There is
Fear
There is
The chance
Of being
Discarded

So, no
I am afraid
I can't allow
You that close
I no longer
Have the strength
To handle
Such a risk

I'm sorry,
But I can't.

l.v.s

There's a chance
For you still
Soft sweetheart
Delicate darling
Girl with the
Downcast eyes

Look up
Smile
And
Believe
In yourself

We're not
Finished
Here
Yet.

l.v.s

I gave you the clothes off of my back,
And with nothing left-
Stitched you a sweater made out of my own veins.
Blood sweat and tears remain inside the fabric.
Effort that I put in,
Love was what I'd call it,

I watched
As you tossed
Aside my sweater
Swapped it out
For a store-bought coat

Leaving behind
Parts of me
As if they were
Worthless
Just something
From another fool
To fall to his knees
At your feet

You once held my heart
And the majority
Of my mind

And now my sweater sits in the closet,
Strung up on a plastic hook.
Showing just how artificial your love was for me.
And when I'm cold I stare at it in temptation,
But it doesn't keep me warm anymore.

l.v.s and IM

I recall
Our youth

As notches on our belt,
Bait attached to hooks.
Casting out our fates.
Seeing what we'd reel in,

A bountiful feast,
Sometimes nothing at all,
Memories made,
Stored in jars upon our shelves.

But we're
Not children
Anymore.

l.v.s and IM