You listen to loud music
You write about them
Drink too much
Smoke too much
Just trying to get their
**** face out of your head

You read books
And play ****** games
Go and see friends
Just trying to get their
Smile out of your mind.

And no matter what you do
You end up staying up
Too late--
All alone,
Thinking of their face and smile
And what their fingertips look like
You're thinking about
The shape of their eyes
And what their laugh sounds like.
What their lips taste like.

All these memories you wish
You didn't have
Because they aren't good memories
Anymore

******* memories that
Won't go away,
All that happiness and lust and love
Now sit, soured,
In your heart, head, and stomach.