I wish you here
to wipe the dust off my mouth

The new I miss you
doesn’t feel swell
I need your taste
so these bitter lips
stop feeding this limp world
It never was you
My muse.
it died long ago

I remember the letters
falling out of my fingertips
the touch of your hands
don’t feed my words
anymore
and its too late
To send a kiss
Redemption isn't allowed
once you turned away
on the person you were