a night in february
turnpike gates.
she was trying to be me,
isn’t it funny she writes me better than i could?
and takes you somewhere far off that makes you wonder
why did she write this?
and then you found out.
it was me
behind the words reminding you of your favorite bands
miserable. useless.
you know the rest.
on a constant quest
for the treasure trove of your love.
missing you to death.
adhd
to the next
an endless game of hop-scotch
this to that.
will it ever end;
do you even want it to?
mass explosion of emotion
straight from your chest
another distraction.
don’t look back.
it was all for you. all of it.
you always said it without saying it.
you knew.
don't leave me here to do this on my own
you're ingrained in me
on a molecular level
Stardust spirit
deep in my veins; rip my heart out.
i don't know how to be anything other than me.
but i don't remember how to be me without you.
crocodile tears
never ending, eternal
the whisper of you clings to me like smoke.
sweet tobacco burning cough
stay with me here
just an eternity longer.