lost

meh

your image melts away

as the teardrops

pelt the ink like bullets

scraping away with each shot

a part of you I once loved

gone from the page, yes

but never gone from my eyes

carved into their roots

like the altar on which you pray

i used to love your eyes

each time I saw you,

a new facet would emerge

no more than a blurry curve

on your once perfect face

when I was young

your smile was a retreat

i’d gladly partake in

when the world got me down

now I can’t make it out

and it’s hard to remember

just what it said to me back then