The things I could say

Empty words of yesterday

The fleeting whimpers of my mouth

My mind frozen to a spilt second in history

Feeling like only a person dying could feel

I still sit on the window

The raindrops spattered on it, race my tears

My whirling thoughts replay that afternoon

Our thoughts lashed and minds threw insults

Our fists flew like angry bees

This was never how it use to be

Then eyes would peep around the door

We'd gather them up

Promise them ignorance

While suffocating in the silence

Dreams lost in the whirlwind

The tunnel with no light on at the end

Now an empty void is there

Where you were

And I ask myself…

Why do I love you so much?