still sparks between dark pupils
still admiration
and
i dont know what you were thinking
but i miss (ed) you
and you had never heard me...

the you that i will never be "you and i" to
i miss that which was we
but not to be recreated
i miss what we are now incapable of being

i couldnt go back because of who
florida steals from my view
who without this present time
of you
would still be heavy in mind

and i adore him i want him here
and i carry you in my heart
sorrow breakes this piece thats left
like lady macbeth washing nothing from stained hands

i miss you less, but i miss most
the fact we had grown so close
to tear ourselves away for better days
for better
for more
for longings unfulfilled

but if a day or night carries you
back to this burdened sight
we'll be alright, and ill try to be polite
i dont know what you were thinking
but i feel like tar, steam rolled into pavement, and absent.
heres where all the tears had gone for you.

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