Red eyes from red flames
smoking a blunt
cause you don't miss me that much
not enough

pages passing permanently marking days
I barely got to breathe in
much less read through
the mirror is see through
but I'm not looking back at you

you are me
I am you
I will always be with you

***** ghosts pent up in your van
that I drive now
ever since you left to tour the country
they whisper lonely, beg for cleansing

I make up melodies of nostalgia
that bleed down the neck
of my heart strings
Spanish guitar strumming:
forget about us
there isn't proof anymore
just a sting
from all the unheard calls that you ring

The moon is our only guide now for relation
sitting on this pavement staring at the constellations that shine:
you are me
I am you
I will always be with you