My Attempt at Poetry

My Tempest

Your eyes are traced with amber
The curls in your hair get tangled in my hand
It frames your face
Like the ocean and the sand

I can feel your hand tracing shapes on my skin
Like a memory of a feeling
Or a ghost come back to haunt me with reminders of you

That night we fell asleep
Left the tv on
I have no idea what the episode was about
I was too focused on you
I haven't watched that show since

I hear the sound of your laugh
In the middle of the day
And it makes me sit and wonder
Why the hell you went away

You were my world
Threw my life away for you
In return,
I received your pity
And destruction

I got caught in the storm that was you
And you left my mind in a state of havoc
I should have known it was too good to be true
But what am i expected to do now,
Forget about you?