You left me

There's nothing left to hold me back 
and this empty air i grasp pleads me
move on move on
but my feet are static and my toes
still remember how warm your duvet was
the heat of your breath

fading, fading into the chill
of the morning air


You're gone.

they didn't know where to go anymore
these l e t t e r s weak on their own
sentences strung together in empty space
like feathers

" birds of a flock "
you used to tell me, so insignificant
yet so significant

I miss your voice.


it's hard to hold on, when there's just so much to let go
so much to give up, so much to forego

I don't want to forget, I don't want to remember
the way your lips tasted against my skin.


End of the day.

She didn't like how he said goodbye,
all shaky words and watery eyes
because if he couldn't be strong either,

who was going to pick her up?

Never knew.

Would you still remember the way my eyes move,
firelight and starlight fluttering like moths,
and the way that my lips tasted of strawberries
in the midst of all the curling cigarette smoke,

the way your lips fit so perfectly in that little cavity
a pillow between my collarbone and neck,
my heartbeat pulsing and pushing against your tongue,
the way your fingers slide in so perfectly with mine

jigsaw-pieces stitched together with silver rings
numerals spinning with the tick of the stopwatch,
the way your breath rolled down my spine,
waves lapping up my thighs and rain with kisses

would you forget the whispers and sighs
the promises made every 11:11 the familiar tears
and would you remember the way my back arches
when you kiss me, the taste of clear spring water?