Persephone

i'm getting older got your letter in the mail nothing has changed out here one day i'll get better i swear you still call every year on my birthday i still won't pick up won't give in to the desperation in your voice another day away from the people i once loved i'm getting older but i still feel so young i've gotten older maybe that's good enough

Forgetting you will be like trying to erase my fingerprints; the traces of your DNA are scattered all across my body and I’m forever covered by you.

I yearn for the ache of your touch, a warm embrace that will never come. I look for you in everyone I see, a shame I never find you staring back at me.

In the middle of the night, you ask me to whisper your name. It echoes through the quiet, caressing all your veins. I love you the same. I love you in shame.