your eyes cried love at the back of my head for years and i ended up kissing your heels for attention our anxiety ridden smiles match i flirted through a funeral when you wore the color of lively cheeks and sun burnt toes my mirror looks hold room for two and when i wash my face i look up hoping to see you blazing purple like the subtle brilliant lights behind the milky way that make it so wise this story never had heroic start and will have a passive end but in the meantime i can't bear to see your wedding day acted out in every silent moment that catches my calendar
I cast a line into my chest hoping for the banned feelings to bite so i can finally extract the small piece of you that's been living in me for the past four years i would say its been living in my brain but it's far more innate and my heart is a much warmer place