the tragic flaw of this seperation is that you look more beautiful with a broken heart.
you spawn rings that fan regret into my lungs.
s you soar into the sky of my eyes, my body becomes poisoned with desire and i forget of the angel who has stolen my heart from you.
your seducing air inflates my lungs but i cannot fill one with the love i lost from you.

i exhale a toxic breath full of every confused notion i had deep inside. a tornado of relief stirs within my chest and i realize that beauty adds no substance to emptiness.
with this i moved on and left us as a memory but now my veins are running dry without my heart. the angel i feel for flies further away with it and moves with constant increase of distance.
i remain alone but i love and only continue to function because i hold tightly onto the hope that she will fall from the heavens and join me.