when i am six feet under
and bugs are eating my heart,
all they are gonna taste is you
you made flowers grow in my lungs
and they are beautiful
but i can't ******* breathe...
i will dance with strangers
in the middle of the night,
kiss a few more
just to find a similar taste.
i will drink into oblivion
only to realize
you are all i can remember
my friends will get tired of hearing about you
and i will get tired of answering their questions,
so i will turn to drugs
because drugs don’t ask questions
i will cry on the kitchen floor
walk the same road that we used to take
just to feel
what you once felt like
i won't ask you to come back,
if i ever, ever see you again.
i will hold your gaze
like a barely acquainted stranger
i will get curious to know
what i have done so wrong
that you would endanger your very existence
to rid yourself of me?
but i will never call you out.
i will never say your name
nor will i let myself wonder
what we could have been.
i am afraid,
i could become nothing more
than a haunted memory for you
i refuse to regret you.
i will hope the stars will glow brighter
wherever you are