My heavy weighted eye lids crack open,
my mind retreats from a far away place.
Dazing at the white canvas above me,
I lie motionless.
The day I first saw her,

I blink.

Our first kiss,

Two blinks.


The day she said I Love You,

Three.

Her eyes filled with torment, a scorching flame trickles down her cheek.

I am no longer motionless.
I inhale the shrapnel of my poisoned mind.
This makes the world much more beautiful I say, knowing someday you will never see it.
I exhale.

Kiss,

hug,

touch,

feel.

Nothing more than ink blotched on a peice of paper.
Blow it all away I said, for your troubles are far worse than mine. You think you are hurt?
You think you can sleep at night without dancing with the shadows of the past?
I can't, for that is I.

Look at lust directly in its eyes, look at love without any lies.
You are nothing more than a passing wind,
I was everything, why does it feel like I sinned?
But all is lossed in the morning, a shame there wasnt a warning.
The sun shining high,
There is one thing I can do, and that is say goodbye.