Agonizing over you is what I’m best at. The memories of us scream through my mind during the times I should be sleeping.
You’re all I can think about, even though I’d rather forget you. You’re all I want, even though I know you’ll never want me.. Again.
I wish I could forget you.
But, instead I’m ablaze in the memory of us. While you simply wander through the streets of life, I seem to be streaking. Every street consumed by fire, I miss your heat. Your warmth.
but decay and destruction are all I know now.
Who knew that it would be your love that would burn me alive?
late night thoughts are the worse, but they make for great poems.