My throat is closing in and I can feel you on my skin and its like you never left me here to rot 
The wind feels like your breath on my cheek and it carries with it your voice softly calling out my name and its ringing in my ears 
And I'm sure 5 years in the future I'll remember you fondly. the way you spoke and how your nails felt clawing down my back 
I won't remember how my hands shook when you told me about her or how I cried so hard the night you came by to get the last of your things that i wasnt sure if id ever be able to cry again (i havent) or how you looked at me with pity, like I was nothing more to you than your plaything you got bored with after 16 months 
I'll remember those days we spent curled up on your twin sized bed 
Hudled together so we wouldn't fall off 
How you looked when you slept so peacefully, your chest slowly moving 
How after we'd kiss, your eyes would look like stars. Or when you told me you loved me for the first time 
Does she capture the stars in her own two hands and put them in your eyes like I did? Because I could slowly see them dwindle, their lights getting dimmer. Your eyes stopped shining. Is that what you were looking for? Did you find it in her? 
I wish I couldve been enough