who knows anymore ♡ Poetry & Prose

cherries

My appointment was already scheduled.
My leg was already half inked from the touch-ups I had put off.
I was already considering going through with it.
I messaged her two weeks ago.
I had already told her we had broken up and asked if she still wanted to fix me up.
I recieved every color to my skin
She told me she had seen you the other day.
I knew that meant you got a tattoo.
I asked what it was.
Not saying a word was her way of telling me everything.
I decided right then.
You may not be able to commit to me, but you could commit to our matching tattoos.
I made sure to see it through the rest of the way.
The little ghosts kissing is somehow too symbolic now.
I always follow through.
I have no idea what your intentions were.
Mine have been clear.
I am sorry it took this long for us to connect.
I am sorry it is only distance that connected us.
I have always been connected to you and you always will be to me.
You are my best friend.
You are my match.
I love you.