since our love tested all odds, I am here to make this testament
I will make my bed in your eyes, so that no matter where you are gazing or who you are looking at; you will catch a glimpse of me.
I will plant a cell of my own into the soles of your shoes to ensure you I am with you every step of the way- in a way, we will grow together.
I will not suppress my emotions, but instead plaster the words that fall from my fingertips, onto billboards; the whole world will be exposed to the facade that is your heart.
Your ears will ring my laugh and your hands will turn cold at the touch of another
I will instill myself into your being in every way that I am able and the reflection of us as a whole will haunt you until you remember,.
Remember my sweet words that acted as a lullaby for your soul
Remember my blonde hair pressed against that floral, yellow dress.
Remember the way I knew what you were thinking before you spoke a word
Remember the endless love that I gave and never stopped giving and never will stop wanting to give you.
Remember

Seeing you with her makes my bones ache and a fever spread across my body because she makes you laugh but you laugh with your teeth and I should be happy because only a handful of times was I ever able to see your teeth through a giggle. You were scared and so was I but I let myself fall, completely vulnerable to my surroundings. As if the calcium was extracted from my bones and every inch of me was malleable. your body acted as rubber, allowing my love to bounce off of you but never stick. Every passing comment entered through your semipermeable skin as if you were waiting for something more fulfilling. I was never enough for you and that is what hurts the most, after all these months this is what hurts the most. I wish every night that I could go back to falling. I dream that I am falling and you are at the bottom, but this time you catch me and we fall together, building each other from the rubble that was left. I wish, I dream, I must. This keeps my head out of the cloud, it is the only thing that has made sense to me.

The cold, rushing water came up to my ankles and the slippery pebbles beneath my feet made it hard to get to you - the sun was beating on my skin and striking my eyes, making it hard for me to see you-
You told me to be cautious so that I wouldn't fall, but I lost balance and we both went down.
This particular memory revolves in my mind, like a mobile.
The water acting as a symbol of destruction, tearing us up from the roots, drowning us before we had the chance to swim