The pieces of your time with me,
are scattered all around this cluttered room.
And now that we are distant, I somehow am unable to discover
what belonged to you
and what belongs to me.

I never thought that I would ever feel this way.
Hearing the beating of your heart as
we sit and watch movies in the dark
on a late Thursday night.

I miss the way that you looked at me.
I miss the way that your crooked smile seemed to
shine a glimmer of happiness on my face
as we would skip together down the hallway
hand and hand.

Today I woke up, and I realized
that while I thought that we had this "undying" love,
that all I really had all along,
was the closing of a book of fairy tales.
The prince decided that he was tried of trying,
and the princess did not even care.

Everything is gone.
And so am I.