You look at me, I look through you

Every burn I have ever acquired i carry with me under my coat like stolen watches on sale

How do people let go

How does something that once meant everything to you disappear like smoke

I remember my first kiss

I remember feeling butterflies

I remember crying against a car window

You look at me, I look through you

I remember my first love

I remember smoke-filled kisses

I remember the moonlight in his eyes and the panic in his voice

You look at me, I look through you

If everyone thinks I dont feel anything at all then maybe that means I don't

Maybe that means I can take anything

Maybe I can carry these memories like so many layers of clothes on a summer day

I feel everything so much

I am black and blue and bloody and crying all the time

And I will die with these sores under my skin

Never showing, never showing you that you affected me in the least

You look at me, I look through you