the light pitter-patter
of falling rain
echoes in my fingers
and numbs my tongue
as i stare in the broken
mirror
that holds my reflection
almost as well as your glazed
eyes
and i can feel the numb
of the sharp biting cold
and i can hear the echo
of your cracked voice

in you i crash
i'm a plane that's lost its engine
and you are the soft plain
in which i land upon

in you i fall
and by fall i mean in love
i fell in love with you
i was the tree alone in a forest
with nobody there to hear me
that toppled over
and believe me my crushing bones
made a sound

in you i break
a sentimental wave
that just tears me down
like a deteriorating building
that would stumble
with a push of a palm
but for you
it was the crack in your voice
it was the crash of your belief
it was the disappointment in your eyes
it was the fall of us

i could have diminished
with the snap
of your fingers
not because you controlled me
rather
my love for you
controlled my body

and i hear the echoes
that scream over every
feeling i have for you
every feeling
that reminds me of you
the echoes of your voice
your laugh
your shouts

i try to forget
and believe me do i try
but i feel as though
i shall never forget
you have cast a shadow
upon my heart
that can never disappear
because as i may
feel in the dark
others around me
shine their light
and ever so easily
does your memory
appear
and shroud me to believe
all of the

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