What ever happened
To the happiness that came
With the first lightening bugs
Making summer official?
Or the tadpoles
We'd all look for everyday
As soon as it started to warm up?
What happened to the bittersweet
Of the scrapped knees
We'd get coming down from
The tallest branch of the magnolia?
What the hell happened
To the cousin manhunts
And the gatherings of
Laughing,
Drunk uncles and aunts
All beneath the fireworks?
What the **** was I thinking
When I said I wanted to grow up?
This **** *****

what is supposed to be
beautiful and full of joy
will only tear me apart

life starts for one
forming inside her
and i cannot think of
anything else except
her life ending
along with what left
we have

the second time this week
and i crave you more now
burn my throat and make
me dizzy, i love it

i get notifications
with your name in all bold
and i think of the words that roll off your tongue
the ones only i have heard
forming on your lips
and then all of a sudden
i am thinking of us
limbs splayed across each other
wondering if this is reality
or only something we created ourselves
because when i am here by myself
i find that i am craving you
more and more
and every time i realize that i cannot have you
never in our lifetime
do i start to wonder
what in the hell are we doing to ourselves
that make us lust after one another
when we know how toxic it can be
because i am a tornado and you are a hurricane
and the only thing that will survive
this natural disaster
is heartbreak and debris
of what we once were
and never will be again