hey lover

i was happy with you, i know it
our matching rings left green circles
but meant devotion all the same

maybe the story of us wasn't ever going to last,
maybe this was always doomed,
maybe hurt was the only natural ending

this isn't goodbye, because your obsidian eyes
show up in my mind with the turn of your lips,
the freckles on the column of your throat, the
memory of your hand on the small of my back

this isn't goodbye, because i know i will see you again.
every time my eyelids meet, i wait for peace to flood through
with our memories and the way we loved despite it all,
the sunlight you brought into my dreary days

they will craft poetry from our pain
create something beautiful out of the destruction.
our memories, cemented in the minds of those like us
those who may be just as ill-fated
those who beg the universe for one more second.

hey lover, i was happy with you. i know it.