i was a muse

you wrote to me a poem

like nobody else has.

the words you used

they pierced my heart;

all cherry-picked and intentional.

i wouldn't have imagined

that we would drift away so fast

but life got in the way

and clouded my heart.

and i'm always thinking back

on the way you used to talk to me

and the way that you would laugh

the way you'd take my time up

and make me feel loved.

you weren't a waste of time

you just proved to me that i can be loved

without being touched,

but somehow i'm still warm.

your words, so sweet

i could almost taste them on my tongue.

your words, so heavy

that gravity pulled me down to its core.

do i miss being seen?

do i miss breathing in your soul?

every word spoken between us

felt like electricity through water.

my whole body caves

as i think of missing you.

i recoil at your name

but i miss it on my lips.

Author's Note

no proof reading. just thinking and writing it all down right now. im thinking and thinking and thinking