Skeletal Poet's Sonnents

Tracing Shadows

I feel like I'm
Tracing shadows.

I once traced every cursive letter
Of your name,
In the sand of dirt and roses
A love so pure,
The waves crashed through it.

I dropped your hand
When you held it up for me.
But I cant stay,
To leave is to peace
For me, and you.

Now my heart beats
For someone's else's
Name,
A smile so bright
The darkest shadows in
Me enlighten.

But I cant hate you,
For all the things around me,
Are tracing shadows of you.
Memory lanes are attached to
Such shadows
And now I think I cant stop
But to notice.

The guy on the TV,
The colour red,
Lockets of lavendar,
My sweatshirt of gold.
Are all the remnants of you,
Tracing shadows back into the
Stirred past
Which once belonged to me
Thinking of life with you.

I never thought
It could end up like this.

I promise I said so long to you,
And something stirred and
My wishes came true,
It never was you.

Persist, resist
And temptation
Of something so melancholic
It cant never be sweet,
It'll never be you.

So I think I'm
Tracing shadows.
Remnant of
You who once was
Carved on my invisible lockets.