All That Remains

Breathe in, breathe out; I disassociate.

How beautiful you are, unwinding so.

It's me he blindingly depreciates;

I turn a blind eye in swirling smoke,

and now it's settled in my twisted hair--

a crown of flowers tucked behind my ear.

We sat beside each other, but you weren't there;

my voice up to the sky, it's all I hear.

Inhale, exhale; burnt sighs fill up my lungs,

my inside stains charred out with intention.

My love for you is still incredible,

and I, for one, refuse to love again;

entombed above, the overtones ensue:

you'll hear the undertones of, "I love you."