I laugh through my cries, while crying on my own shoulder..
marking the air with my memories
vivid is the remembrance of a love,
a love that held me
a love that warmed me
your love, which soothed me
but, then..
your love doomed me,
by literally consuming me
with..
memories..
of your..
sooo perfect love,
yet,
I'm me..
dripping my tears onto this page,
that page..
nothing is ever clear.
Now, blankly, I stare
marking the air with my memories
memories that will always continue to walk side by side
with me