Self Inflicted Pain

I remember there was a time

you were my SUNDAY AFTERNOON

a breezy bike ride in central park

a sun drenched picnic in may

you were my FAVORITE BOOK

the song that I sang in my sleep

that comfy old hoodie

you adored but let me keep

but our world became cold

and you pushed yourself away

I lost a little piece of you

with every passing day

but you were a WILDFIRE

never to be tamed

I was a fragile sapling

that would never be the same

now you're in the silence

every empty glass of whiskey

and I replay that drunk voicemail

when you said that you missed me

but time heals all wounds

      ones that burn

      ones that bleed

and this lonely scar

is exactly what i need