hey, we said our goodbyes
so why are you still around
you blew me gentle kisses
which i caught with both hands
to make sure it would not slip from underneath
the weight of my hands
i placed it to my heart
hoping it would go
deep down into the centre of my heart
and it would stay there
so that
i would have a tiny piece
of you wherever i went.

my pillow is left stained
from the tears i have cried
and i often ask myself
how i got this way
and i blame
myself
because it was me
me who was clinging onto
that tiny piece of hope
that you would
want a girl like me
but it turns out you didn't
and now im left all alone
to face the demons
and my dear
i know you don't care
but they're killing me
and i dont know
how much longer i can go on.

find poetry
in the way
he holds his cigarette so delicately
and hope that he holds your heart
in the same way.