We met and I was instantly vulnerable.  Ungracefully and utterly vulnerable.  Your calloused hands were my favorite things to hold and god, I wish I was in your arms. For awhile, you found constant beauty in my chaos.  Now you're searching for beauty everywhere that doesn't involve me. You say you're gone, but I call *******.  I see you in every dream, I hear you in every song, I feel you throughout every memory and I swear I still taste your lips.  You left and told me to leave you alone but it's hard to let go with your hands locked around my wrists.  No force in this universe could stop me from loving you but ******* I wish gravity could bring my heart back.  I count the days you aren't here and every day I pray you choose to end this streak.  And I have always called you "home" but homes burn down everyday.  Ours was bound to eventually.  I just wish we could have salvaged what we had opposed to it all becoming ashes.  You broke every promise to me other than the one you made when you swore you wouldn't come back.  Hopefully you follow suit and break that promise too