Poems from abijbruno
i can feel it lingering in the corners of forgotten time
and in the darkness of places with locked doors
my skin crawls with the aura...
we will always have a perfect picture of what once was.
because you cannot taint a memory you wish was perfect.
love was an abstract. it...
i waited for storm clouds
i waited for cold
i waited for rainy days.
i sat on my window sill and collected thoughts like tiny rain drops...
my thougths are already a mess, and so i haven't tried to organize them.
i'll admit i don't know what i'm doing, or where i'm headed, and...
I guess you could say it's a good thing i erased your pictures from my phone.
even though i pretend to look at them every now and again...