Fragmentation

Fragment 6.)

the longer i wore it, the more it became apart of me. she had such pretty skin.

i wandered down the dark street of lost people & old ripped posters. ripped jeans & pink knees are the closest signs i have left of my home.

when asked what color i think the sky is,
I answer,
the color of decayed teeth, of receding hair, of the last memories that include spicy peas & tiny shot bottles.

the last time i found myself beautiful was when i was with you. because when i was with you i knew you truly loved me. we were the worst influences for each other but we still made the best out of melted popsicles & 99¢ Arizona Tea.

the dark got to the both of us. she wrapped our skin between her fingers & liked us best
cold, forgotten, in the shower.

i've missed the way how we had the whole universe. nothing was between us besides the stars & the moons that someday will become apart of our bodies. your tongue dances like the comets that dart across the abyss in your eyes.

but it has been years since i have heard the symphonies in your voice. i have lost my hearing and i can't understand your sign language. i could learn how to read you lips. the way they shape around my name like an unfamiliar hym.
or
like an unwanted house guest.
i would go home but you have already burnt down.

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A.N.

This poem is dedicated to a friend that I have had forever. She is the sweetest, most wonderful person I know. Unfortunately, I have not seen her for a few years. But we still talk and keep each other updated. Anyway thank you to my viewers for reading my poems! Please vote, comment, and follow. If you have any questions about my writing or my poems, please just message me. Love you guys. Have a lovely day.~☕