These are not the same lips you once kissed These are barren; they form only sad words. You never laid your hand upon these cheeks Hollow, they belong to a different girl, Into these grey eyes you never gazed They are empty and some throbbing hurt Lies in this skin you never knew. Since you I am harder, my world turned And this body never lay with yours: It contains lessons previously unlearned You never saw this tough smile, surely Because it is for you that it burns; The stars in my mind you once knew Were snuffed out when you spurned The love which only you ever felt; now I Have died, my poetic murmurings unheard. I walked in a corpse never touched by Your purity, who is this girl You never met: phoenix-born from our Ashes; you wouldn't even recognise her.
Sorry I am so sporadic. I write a lot, but it is scattered and mostly not even worth acknowledging. Every so often something I like comes along, and usually at an inconvenient moment: this was written on my phone in the car today. I don't know what I am doing with my life, but I do know I have words inside of me that need to be let out.