Selfish
of you
for leaving.

Selfish
of me
to ask you to stay

Realization
hits me
like
a sidewalk
When you fall
25 stories

Forever was thought to be a million hours,
months,
years.
But forever felt like seconds I could count on one hand
if I had the time.

We won't make it past the end of the week.
Our love won't last past December.

You are the
aching feeling in my head,
in my stomach.
Is it too much.
Have I had enough,
do I need more ?
I can't tell the difference

With you.

I don't know where I left myself.
It's a blur,
from you to me.
Between tequila shots and
lines of whatever.
Increasingly less noticeable,
indistinct
Killing myself
trying to **** you.
And now only you remain

trees will fall
and skies will turn to dark eyes.
i'll fall for you
and my heart turns
to black nights

we both held the fire,
shared a look
then swallowed it whole.

destroying ourselves had never been so fun.