hair fell off like the grip you had from me
tell me, did you notice ??
my mind wanders off to the unlived side of your who,
unraveling nothing but disappointment.
my eyes see none of you,
here but nowhere to be felt.
my mouth can't speak love to someone,
man, there's just no one left whom i can trust in you.
you live in a house that does not feel like home other than it was once,
never think one feels secure when you aren't home that lot.
the sun appeared dark and your nights took all of my sleep,
my night dreams felt wrong knowing you're not fully awake.
halfway knowing me
you know it's a lot, maybe it isn't much but still there's a lot
things we haven't talked about, offers you had turned down
there's just the house.
if you felt the haunt of it,
i felt my ghost hunt me through.
we could talk about them, you won't.
i'm sure i knew you.
the man says he hears,
what exactly do you hear?
a muffled confrontation for the damage,
an advantage to not be abandoned.
what is it exactly you hear?
December 2024