I live in his mind The spaces between old lovers and shower thoughts His mind is my favorite past time The way he sees this numb world In road signs and rooftops He sees complexity in my dreary brown eyes

I travel through his day dreams Searching through his thoughts like a filling cabinet of Manila folders Ilooking for my name But it’s wasn’t my name… It was hers.. Every memory of us sho...

I remember knocking on your office door to bring you coffee or ask about work The response was always the same Another closed door and a scholding But the next day I’d run back knocking I defended you to my friends Made them think you were the perfect father Not the drunk one Coming home at four in the morning Not the father who I’d hide from behind a locked door from Not the father I had I...

I wake up to find myself alone in our bed The right side of the bed still made It’s cold without your warm embrace I reach out hoping to find the slightest hint of you But I’m just humoring my grieving thoughts I know the bed will stay unmade I still smell your perfume on my bed sheets Tears flow out of my eyes while the raindrops flow off the roof I wondering if the clouds miss you like I ...

Missing you is a different type of poison It’s moves slowly creeps into my vains It drowns my lungs It’s toxicity doesn’t have a simple antidote And everlasting cycle of relapse

Missing you is a record on repeat The words distorting The music slowly fades into my mind The repetition stable never shifting

Missing you is a step away from a cliff Willing myself to jump back into your arms ...

I will never forget the version of you in this moment I freeze this moment in time and climb the snowflakes with you As we reach the heavens I will never forget this moment...