Box springs are stained with yellow pillows. Held our heads down. Holding the rain outside on the curb. Where I wasted half of your life. Both of our lives.
Hold up your arms, I don't see you. Let tide return. Your tired limbs, sea and battered. I look for you. . I will pull you from water. Let your lungs return to air.
You were the only thing I ever loved. But taken for granted you couldn't stand it anymore. . You were my lover for nearly 8 years. But I am my father and I found another.