You seem like a thing of the past,
Like a book I've read years ago
And forgotten most of the plot to.
Though a vague structure of the events
Remains cemented forever in
The corners of my mind
More dark and unkempt,
The details that once made it hurt
Have withered into dust,
Now only scattered
In small concentrations
Across the ledges of my days
That I forgot once carried the weight
Of my adoration for you.
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 3:21 AM UTC
You seem like a thing of the past,
Like a book I've read years ago
And forgotten most of the plot to.
Though a vague structure of the events
Remains cemented forever in
The corners of my mind
More dark and unkempt,
The details that once made it hurt
Have withered into dust,
Now only scattered
In small concentrations
Across the ledges of my days
That I forgot once carried the weight
Of my adoration for you.
