i never had you,
yet i lost you.

i will never have you,
*yet i still want you.

People tried to convince me
To stop writing about you--
I would be convinced,
but you're trapped in my veins,
and i'm afraid,
the only way to set you free
is to cut my veins one by one,
until there's nothing left
for me.

i tied your dulcet confession
through the vestiges
of my neck,
and wrote them
in the depths
of my heart

it has been a long time
since ive heard your voice.
it was like a melody
with a sophisticated symphony
that i breathe deeply
into my soul.

as i reminisce
the last time i heard your voice,
it reached my heart;
and i inhaled slowly
that it made me tear up
it hit me hard
in my head and chest
i realized that,
you made my heart beat
once more...