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

Yet I wonder...