choke

I'm suffocating in memories from breathing the air of the past. and I've got pictures of you scattered all over the floor so I can walk on you this time. your eyes were made of glass, your fingers scarred my skin, and once your lips had touched me I knew I'd never be the same. your fist is tightly clenched around my soul and you swallowed a piece of my heart. you taste like every guy I meet, my thoughts are made of you. I think I'm drowning in days that have passed, so I'll choke on time and say that I don't miss you at all.