White like snow

White person with their back facing you, hands reaching behind to hold their long, blue hair.

I can see her back facing mine,

White like snow, translucent under the moon

The curve of her shaking shoulders

As she sobs into the night.

The break of her voice before it quietens,

The eventual silence before the break of dawn

Silently she’ll stand naked in the dawn of light,

With her back, still facing mine.

I’ll never

Pink person is leaning back whilst their index and middle finger are pressed against the base of their throat. They are wearing a blue, wide scooped top. Their short, green bob is slicked back.

I’ll never be able to forget you

No matter how hard I try.

I think and think

Of yesterday.

And of yesterdays, your face remains.

Your laughter and your words,

They’ll always painfully remain

To remind me of the mistakes that I had made.

And god, I mis you so much.

Even if I write a thousand poems,

I’ll never be able to write enough.

Let’s forget

Green person with their hand slipped under the collar of their neck. They are wearing a yellow top.

Let’s forget who we are today,

Who we were yesterday.

So tonight, just hold my hand.

Tonight, just hold me close

I’ll tell you in whispers,

The space, galaxy and universe,

Marked in each crevice of your body.

So you can forget, that I meant something tonight.

That you can forget, I had meant something to you tonight.