Your lips are caged in my heart
And at times when I kiss them,
I tend to kiss myself too.

Your words are diffused in the palm of my hands and
I need to wash the ink away,
But I tend to forget that my body is paper
And forgetting you would mean
Forgetting a part of me as well.

Your name is clogged in my throat and
I need to cough it out -
But I'm afraid it's stuck on repeat
And I'm choking on these letters
Held close to the lungs that help me scream and
The heart that reminds me of the pain.
(I still love you)