THE WOUND A WORD CAN LEAVE

Ill be the only one... Let me ignore the stars on my own... I've seen your back more than I've seen your eyes. You manage to walk away but never stand tall. Was it a beautiful release? When our fingers lost grip and I slipped away, was it as if the moment slowed down? You never could tell the sky from the time beneath you... So.. Really, was it me falling or... Was it you??? I doubt your eyes have adjusted to the smoke. I can't force the breath anynore... We have been shallow on the inhale for too long. You and I have been saying goodbye since we first said hello... And this is my final farwell... I'm glad you think that mine is a sweet memory...and I hope you fucking miss the taste. XXXXXXX