You were my sunshine, my only, 

my ray of light in the hell hole I called my body,

You were peace,

You were me and I was you,

but I never knew there was a crease in the folds of our time, we sped by too quick,

and the motion made me sick.

 

You.

You were my fairytale

my novella about a boy and me

read by some one sipping chai tea in their favorite coffee shop 

you were broken down and beaten up, you were mean enough 

to tell me I was too much 

and you had had enough

 

You.

You were all I had when the lights went dim,

when the lights turned on it was you,

but you faded, and so did I, 

now every time i cry out your name,

I can only hear the wind blow right through the empty picture frames where you and I were supposed to be intertwined.

 

You. 

You were a surprise unsuspecting and a little shy, 

You and the chances were slim that this would work out, 

you are here and now,

but i am far back and long gone,

I am harp on what I lack and how the past likes to attack.

 

You.

You are not supposed to be here in this story,

you left years ago never to return,

I hadn't thought twice,

until you listened to my secrets through your car radio,

and told me you didn't mind,

how loud my insides can be sometimes.