It used to be so clear
I saw it everyday
That freckled face
I knew it very well
That crease in your forehead
When your smile raised your eye brows
I knew every detail
Like the painting in the hallway
Hung in wait for my every morning passing
I studied it as I brushed my teeth
Got lost in it every sun rise
My hand glides along the landscape of your hips
Studying you like each brush stroke
Made with the attention of an artist
The scars you got as a kid
I knew all the stories behind them
Youve become a familiar stranger
Our lives once unraveled together
I don't know you anymore
Once my world, now a chapter
I see your expression for a second
Then it begins to fade and scatter
Im starting to forget your face
And the echo of your laughter
Apr 25, 2025
Apr 25, 2025 at 11:06 PM UTC
It used to be so clear
I saw it everyday
That freckled face
I knew it very well
That crease in your forehead
When your smile raised your eye brows
I knew every detail
Like the painting in the hallway
Hung in wait for my every morning passing
I studied it as I brushed my teeth
Got lost in it every sun rise
My hand glides along the landscape of your hips
Studying you like each brush stroke
Made with the attention of an artist
The scars you got as a kid
I knew all the stories behind them
Youve become a familiar stranger
Our lives once unraveled together
I don't know you anymore
Once my world, now a chapter
I see your expression for a second
Then it begins to fade and scatter
Im starting to forget your face
And the echo of your laughter
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