therosevest
she was b r o k e n
shattered little pieces
but she held it t o g e t h e r
as long as she could

i cared a little too much
maybe a little too little
but her memories created scars on my h e a r t
that i want to preserve

not all s c a r s
tell of a dark experience
maybe it's one you want to
r e m e m b e r

she loved who she did,
both boys and girls and all in between,
fragmented s m i l e s still
l a u g h i n g

i didn't try, no, not anymore
my fault, my f a u l t
but she did not inch from her spot
and a g r e e

Burn to a s h e s
away it went
down the drain
up the vent

merely several h e a r t s t r i n g s
but two m i n d s became
t r a g i c