“Three years and I cant shake you out of my skin.”- YrsaDaleyWard
” I spend my Fridays unthreading my love for you just to wove it up on Sunday evening and wear around my neck on Monday under my shirt.”
I have been smoking a lot lately. Smoking about you. Smoking joints not rolled by you.
It breaks my heart every fucking time.
And lately I been hearing you vividly and seeing your face.
I picked up my bones from ashes today. Trying to put everything together that you left scattered about.
I can hardly feel my anything.
There’s not enough poems to heal me.
The blurred flash backs eat away at me whenever I am not strong enough to stomach closure – Noor Shiraze