Some days you remind me of the piled up books that I have kept hidden away in dark corners,
Some days you remind me of the sun rising above my eyes,
I look at you and know what loving god must feel like.
You remind me of hot summer days,
How you paced back and forth in frustration as if the world had made its mission to shatter your heart and hand to you all of its pain.
You remind me of that garden by my house,
You remind me of long walks on the street,
You remind me of the way it feels to look at the stars,
You remind me how it feels to burn my tongue when I keep on sipping something that is way too hot.
You remind me of the feeling when I get out of my house on a cold winter's morning and feel the cold winds softly embracing my skin,
You remind me of the way my finger tips grow numb when I'm nervous,
when I'm shaking.
I've never said good things about you,
Maybe I should.
You remind me of flowers,
All of them,
How I loved them at a time.
How I kept them by my bedside,
Only to watch them die.
I've often felt that we murder beauty,
We bury innocence alive,
As soon as we pluck flowers,
As soon as we begin plucking love out of blatant lies.
You remind me of the man you promised to be,
You remind me of the smell surrounding me after the clouds are done bleeding,
You remind me of goodbyes,
Regardless of who has my heart at the time.
You remind me of my ink,
Of everything that I create,
I exist to be the paper,
To be the one constantly trying to run away,
You remind me of what it feels like to go out of breath,
You remind me of the way my cheeks warm up when my eyes pour,
You remind me of all things lovely,
You remind me of home.
You remind me of how it feels to set fire to the bridge that could take me away from you,
You remind me of destruction,
You remind me of you.
Of the way it felt to hold your face in my hands,
Of the way it felt to fall asleep in your arms,
Of the frustration,
Of the anger,
Of the betrayal.
You remind me why love hasn't ever been easy,
You remind me why I have my walls built so high,
You remind me of innocence,
You remind me of the ones you chose to leave and never once looked back.