10:58 p.m.
i found out you had moved on

11:12 p.m.
i realized i hadn't

12:37 a.m.
she told me how you moved on and up her skirt

12:38 a.m.
the urges came

12:42 a.m.
i got sick to my stomach and threw up

12:50 a.m.
i called you

12:51 a.m.
you didn't answer

12:52 a.m.
i realized i had no one, no one at all

1:02 a.m.
the tears started

2:07 a.m.**
the urges took over

(a.b)

tonight, like every other night,
is filled with heartbreak,
of every variety.
the couple outside the bar is yelling and screaming over the music.
the love bugs, that have been together for months, are finally separating.
my heart has heard the note of an opera singer and has shattered that the way glass would.
the ocean currents have torn the school of fish apart.
another star has died and the moon sits quitly in a frown of a glow.
everything, that didn't break yesterday and that is supposed to break tomorrow, has broken tonight.

(a.b)

i obviously love you more than toast,
because i love you the most.

i definitely love you more than a roast,
because i love you the most.

i surely love you more than the island coast,
because i love you the most.

id hate to boast,
but i love you the most.

(a.b)

camera around my neck
tears in my eyes
a lump in my throat
a pen in my hand
notebook in my lap
glasses on face
ponytail in my hair
headphones around my head
and yet, you are still on my mind.

(a.b)

sometimes the sun shines
and others it glows,
it's hard to tell the difference
i guess nobody really knows.
we all love sunsets
and sunrises too,
but which we love more, we do not know
but i for sure know, that i do love you.

(a.b)

earlier, i tried handing you a note, you rejected it.
this afternoon, i attempted a hug, but you pushed me away.
minutes ago, i said "goodbye" rather than my usual "goodnight, i love you.".
tomorrow, you'll realize, that was my suicide note, i wanted you to try one last time, and that was my final goodbye.

(a.b)