Everyday i will
Be a Sandy transcript for your
Withered away branches.
I will hide you in this bricked
Wedding photo and stare beneath
Untaken breathes to read
Our epic eulogy.
Washed away by notorious
Manuscripts the suddenly
Acquainted is remorseful
And I regret ever watching
You bleed.
I’ve interrupted my own
Poetry to kiss your
Stubborn eyes.
I was There and now
Im here. In love with
This battle. I am in love with
This battle.
