The hands of this watch haven’t moved since the last time you did and I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear the ticking

I would write a sweet poem and title it with your name if I loved you at all

Under the weight of life I forget how to breathe and I feel suffocated I hesitantly make peace with the world

So much time passes without feeling a single thing that I think I would give anything

I thought I could drink you away but I had to stop being so drunk on you first

Everyday I visit the only writers block I know to hone my words and wit and help them cut deeper into the skin

I know that you were there in my dreams and in my arms Every dream we

I’ve always been at the very least a little caught up on everything about you This idea of you

I get my silence in five minute doses before the plane overhead brings me back to earth

Everyday brings a new death in three words give or take Some days I drown

I’ve kept my eyes closed most of these past eighteen years because I find it just as dark

I hope this is postmarked before my death certificate is dat… but you’ll know why if it is or if it isn’t If you get this in time