I raise the sunroof on top of my car and eagerly search for stars above, some type of light to guide me, remind me why I fell for you.
The only things echoing through the walls is the pulse of my beating heart you left.
There's this dull ache in my chest, like someone has taken a piece of me and all there's left is this empty space.
I hope that when you're with her, you don't think of me because I was nothing more than an in between for you when you were an everything for me.
Empty skies fill me and there's no escaping your touch.
I don't want to remember your lips on my skin as you kissed pieces of me reserved for no one except you; yet your lips never met mine. So maybe that's what made it so much easier to just fuck.
Because fuck intimacy when you can cut off emotions and just forget how human our existences are.
You taught me what it felt like to be cold, stop feeling the hearts and butterflies; and my lips learned to kiss nothing except my chapstick.
Yet, it's not fair how I seek your crooked smile in a crowd, and wait to see the glow in your eyes as you laugh.
I just wish it was easy to escape with you. Escape somewhere where nothing else matters except us, and I'm holding on; holding onto false hope.
So, I remove your name off my favorite list, delete the nickname on my phone and put away the photos of our days together; because there's no use.
I'm breaking up with you, Because it's a new year and I can already feel myself returning to these old memories I told myself good bye, a long time ago.
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