If I didn’t miss you
I’d think it was all for nothing.
they tasted like drowned sorrows.
Life goes on, ruthless in its linear speed and
so do you.
I’d rather not love you again
for my selfish heart is pumping for you
but I need it to live, you see.
I’m sniping at young memories of us and
I feel like a destroyer.
Here comes the first kiss. Bang.
Here comes your voice. Bang.
Here comes your laugh. Bang.