i find it pathetic how
i can't stop writing
about you (for you?).
how the only thing
i feel i can almost wish for
is to just forget
everything about you.

(but I'm afraid if i forget you,
i'll forget just how amazing life
can be, how amazing i can be.)

but i truly doubt that even if i wanted to,
i could never get you out of my head.
truthfully, i don't think i really want you
off my mind. you became a part of me.
and despite everything you've done to me,
i still don't want to lose you.

[if i could burn down everything
attached to a memory of you,
half this city would be gone.]


can we just go back to that day we went skating?
the day that i fell, and you caught me.