~As I forget the canvas that's your eyes
I forget the freckles along your waistline.
They rushed me in and sang their words to me
they sound similar to your favorite song now
a heavy wave of blue
is this a dream?
My brother said girls where pretty and they were fun;
why are you awful and bitter now?
This is more than 'not meant to be' as you repeated to me
'What's meant to be anyway?'
This moment right here.
You're the confusing shadow of the universe,
I can't seem to collect enough paint to color the boundaries of your soul
To blend their darkness and try to give you ease
I thought you were a painting I could fix but you're a song that brings me to my knees
You liked one thing about yourself:
Your hair I believe.
You always rambled in my backyard
as I imagine what it would be like if you loved me back.
Maybe we could share something art would be born from.
I'm sorry I was too simple for a girl like you
too skinny to ever do.
You wanted a man to lift your tiny body up in the air
I'm sure they played your tiny heart many times as well.
'Cause now that you left to escape love
I began to fade
just like the vision I had of you.
No golden sandy hair
No freckles everywhere
No smiles to complete my day
just the sound of my brother telling me to breathe...
and my last breath was the thought of you here.
.hope.