now that you're gone

the thought of you

empty spaces

-

spent so much time

looking at you with my eyes closed

seeing your soul dance with myne

(pictures imprinted on the insides of eyelids)

i can't even stand to

blink

-

find mysellf just

sitting

and staring

(when i look in the mirror i can't see my eyes properly. there's something, glowing behind them. a haze)

at air and marvelling

at the universe

and trains of thought

and trying to keep my space as

empty

and

numb

as possible

-

moments when

everything

is sad and

missing you

everything is

resigned to it's

destiny

-

you have

someone

whose name you

whisper

before you go to sleep who you

kiss

on the forehead

and tell her that

you love her

-

who is

cool because

she has long brown hair

and she smokes bongs with you and your friends

-

you said i would like her

she's alot like me

-

i'm glad i would like her

i'm also glad i'll never get the chance to meet her

-

so now what

silence

-

i need to find something to hold onto i think thats why

she's gone a little

crazy

the last couple of days, she's just

looking

for something new, something to

kill

time

-

i think in pictures now

(do you think in pictures?)

they''re becoming much more detailed

much more

controlled

much more

beautiful

-

i was underwhelmed by you i have to say

i don't think we'll ever speak again.

-

so the door is open now?

inviting new

people?

heartache?

-

what am i to do with all this silence?

(create)

masturbate

-

(disappear)

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