by Arcassin Burnham



why..

why..

You left me with no one else to call mine,
i figured in advance,
it was only matter of time,
just to get resentful,
memory's been fixed,
i'm not forgetful,
and if you are,
ignorance is not mutual,
even as a teen you were very ******,
the kissing,
and the sweating,
sheets couldn't have been in your favor,
more than they do in my bed,
thoughts,
is it really what you would have thought it would be,
shots,
fired when it's pure anatomy,
i would like to create beautiful melodies,
waiting for the day the man on the 57th floor will respond,
but for now you're just a life saver,
no beautiful than a shadow's spawn.