They always crawl back
expecting you to be the
same soul as before

9:42 PM
6/5/21

You only miss me
when you want to miss me and
it's taking its toll

9:15 PM
5/6/19

There are
no apologies for being.
Find me
where the
people aren't

through my eyes
you are black ink
on white paper

everyone else is
white ink
on white paper

I die a little
every time I think of the bad things
I ever did to you

I die a little
every time I think of the good things
I ever did to you

I think I die a little
every time I think of you

Feelings
              that come
                  back
             are feelings
                   that
               never left.

                  Love
                 led me
                    all
                the way
                   back
                  to you.

                    And
                 I'm still
               convinced
                    that
                 the rest
                      of
                  my life
                    looks
                     like
                     you.
                                                                                 Jon York   2019