i don't know what's worse: forcing myself to fall asleep without your touch or waking up in an empty bed again
it's a whole new kind of loneliness trying to get a hold of myself after years of trying to hold you
seven hundred and eighty-nine days falling and fighting over you just ends with **** we're dividing up
i cannot remember what life was like before my eyes met with yours the deepest shade of blue
you will always linger in new habits we've created together in every hidden spot in the city that i've shown you
all my hopes, dreams, and fears they now belong to you for evermore
i woke up alone again today perhaps you did, too just two broken souls in lonely beds we were never meant to be
i toss and turn flipped the pillow where you used to lay your head now soaked with my acid tears
i will curse you for the longest time always pondering the 'what-ifs'
if one thing had been different would everything be different today? would you have never left? would we have never ended so catastrophically the most bittersweet tragedy?
i used to feel you, no matter how far you were yet in the final days, you got me questioning who was that stranger laying next to me?
we were fire on fire now i'm ash and ember so who am i offending now?
you were my most beautiful film sadly, i couldn't change the ending
pacing back and forth i find myself talking into the night "this pain would be never more"
this is a poem for the same person i wrote my last one for. we lasted 789 days.