Oh Wow

I wrote a song for the man you became,

to mourn the man you were.

I remember you,

blue,

ocean over me,

bright,

stars in the sky,

and each inch of my eyes.

I’m exhausted by the many ways I’ve felt,

in the last few hours,

full of rage,

full of regret,

self pity and some kind of peace,

now I lie among my memories,

and maybe I’ll cry,

or maybe I’ll laugh,

but you’ll never know.