goodbyes are unwritten, nor are they planned if my time is cut before 'o clock, please give me this time to reminisce on the days best lived where best believe my mind, body, and soul will freeze at the thought of those days I hopelessly fell for you
if my body ceased to sponge the very particles that gear it, will you think of me?
the day my perfume wears off the last sheets I owned, would you still remember me?
The next time you watch Batman will the jokers laugh remind you of the nights we spent watching The big bang theory?
the morning rays as they hit your face would they remind your of our morning workouts? or our ice-cream and biscuit breakfast?
The future remains uncertain, for that I will stand on your window naked and be a curtain that reminds you of the simplicity of our love
Today remains unpredictable and a mystery, filled with blurred lines about what the hours hold