Lying in this cold air
September
came so quickly
and soon I’ll be a year older
remember
how you promised me
you’d take me to that concert?
you said
“I won’t mess up your birthday
this year”
this year”
but surprise, surprise
you’re not here
you’re not here
Just my naked body
alone
between these cold sheets
she’s in between yours
sewn
into the seams of your
broken, empty heart
single
that’s what you said you wanted
your lies
are an elaborate
work of art
But somehow, I’m not
missing
your touch on my skin
your morning
kisses
I stretch and I breathe
and I’m finding my voice
I thought I had lost it
but it turns out
it was just being drowned
by the sound of your rambling
endless noise
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