Memories Of You And This Place

memories of you and this place

slowly overwritten by new stories

and old ones reshaping

less like fireworks this time

more like beachside bonfires

or sitting on the lifeguard tower

watching the warm waves

wash away your name in the sand

why— of all people— did it have to be you who broke me?

tell me why you’re still on my mind

one day, he’ll be up all night. anxious and panicked. wondering what could have been. you’ll stir awake too from the residual connection. you’ll feel the discomfort in his heart. you’ll recognize it for what it is, roll over, tuck yourself back in, and fall asleep full of clarity that you were right to leave when you did.

i miss you so much so much. you, who did not exist.

new memories

scribbled like prose

across brick walls

in layers

of crawling vines

overwriting the old

reshaping fireworks

into gentle waves

to wash away

what's written in the sand