You're the faintest memory,
But the strongest one.
Ended without a sorry,
Also ended with none.

You're the prologue,
That broke me so bad,
You're the epilogue,
Of the days we had.

You're a short chapter,
But the most memorable one.
What sorrow more sweeter?
When to you I never won.

jesus christ
i think
your filter blown out?
stop!
word dribble
laughter, she's funny...
but, my god.
i know, but have
you know?
what's stopped-
a net thick,
murky, opaque.
enough frightened already
depths of madness
thinking of tops
spinning?
empty bravado
but why-lost souls
backyard gaze &
wanting
nothing and everything
built-up shallows
tiny silent dungeon
long locked
bursting wildflowers
blazing
burning too quick...

I kissed your lips and I knew
what the moon is feeling
as the world forbids it
to ever be close to the sea
no matter how many times
it attracts the water from up above