Friday, July 11, 2014

think of you

it was a stupid sentiment
promising myself to stop
thinking of you
but 
thoughts think themselves
and here I am
with your book in my hands
sea water leaking from behind my lashes
why 
wasn't I 
enough
for the man who made me believe words were worth something
you will always be my only unrequited love
I get it
I'm out of my mind
its out of everyones hands 
a majority of the time 
but I could have showed you the stars behind my eyelids