It takes a year,
for the pain to leave my veins,
for the memories of you to fade,
for the cuts in my soul to heal,
for the rhythm of my heart to change when I’m around you,
to forget your touch on my mind,
to forgive the universe for meeting you,
to live life like you and me had never happened.

If I don't write,
if you don't read,
love doesn't live,
how do get make darkness to light?

Tragedy isn't even very tragic anymore

always seeking the
exact words to marry for
the perfect haiku

its been so long
since i got to hold you
but i still cant seem to get you off my mind