As I picked you up by the thorn, our love was bound for scarring. These ****** tattoo my skin, shades of black and grey--forever we are.

Where the stars align, I'll find you.

I think I tire of my brain
Thoughts keep racing around
From wondering I cannot refrain
I try to chain them to the ground

Will love you no matter what
It makes no sense
Each time you expertly cut
A hole through my thickest defense

The way you played me
A fiddle
Was too dumb to figure it out
I'll never understand your riddle
Only hypothesize what you think about

Looked at me
Those enigmatic eyes
The rest of the world faded away
Too bad 'hero' was a disguise
Off at the end of the day

The way lips smiled as wide as the moon
I would approach your side
Opened up my walls for you
In return emotions continued to hide

Stare sautered into my memory
A nostalgic chill I can't shake
Begged and cried a tragic plea
I still drown in endless blue ache

Hope
Home
So far from my sight
I give up finding my way back
Cannot navigate without light
I spin circles around a track

In soul lie pieces of my trust
Promises we tread upon
They'll rest forever
Collecting dust
To you I'm already gone

I could feel you move
just the slightest inch to separate us.
Funny because I've been the first one to
let go of things recently.
When you said "I love you"
as you walked away for the last time,
I knew you meant forever.
And when I whispered it back,
I hope you know I meant always.

In the world of lovers
I am the lost one
watching you from afar
wrapped in a bedsheet
you rolled out of bed
your hair tousled and
lipstick messed up,
he again invaded my home last night
and you kissed him with passion,
night by night, I saw love
blossoming between the sheets
and over time, I have watched
the silence of your heart turning into soft moans,
with them, I heard my heart cracking an inch more

Now in the fading memories
you don’t see me anymore
yet I reached out to hold you,
but your arms were tightly knit
in a new “forever” with him
all these months,
I waited on the sidelines silently,
hoping you would utter my name
now even your hug seems a long-distant past,
and inside my heart, your love feels herself
like a caged bird,
so for the last time
I breathed in your scent as deeply as I could
I feed your love trinkets of my broken heart,
and this evening I’ll collect my baggage from your place,
but before saying you a final goodbye
I write this note believing that
it will remind you of me, and
you will hide it in a place in my home
which I can still call
mine, mine and only mine.