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I asked you once if you thought of me

You said I always do

I should’ve said that I think of you too

Now and always

And in the spaces between

Like gold filling in the cracks in me

I think of you in this moment

In the ones to come and the ones left behind

Constantly curving through the veins of me

Within my blood you fill me up

Memories and moments gone

Your hazel eyes, the stray greys in your hair

The faded colors of old tattoos and vibrant new ones my fingers traced so many times

The softness of your bottom lip, the roughness of your cheek

The muscles in your back and how they felt when your arms were around me

The way you called my name

I think of all the bits and pieces of you

The things I can’t unknow and those things I wouldn’t want to

But I think too of your dagger tongue

The lies and the love

They are wrapped up tight in the twists and knots just like my insides the day I last left you

The cuts are deep and there’s no healing

And sitting in the depths of me they shadow all the light

That is the sadness I will keep with me

And it’s a shame, a goddamn shame

For the thoughts of you are all you’ve left me

And so I still think of you

I’ll always think of you

But it’ll never be the same

LL~

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