the first regret for me was you

sticky hands and shattered plates signaled the end. this hurts us both, i'm sure. tell me, elizabeth, when you look in the mirror, am i what you see? or is that just me? violets bloom in the sunshine, but we were never the ones to inhabit reality. vision fades when you're always lit up, flashing and static and television noise. it's almost funny, the names we gave ourselves. soft curls and warm bodies are all you left me. RDU to SEA, Delta airlines- mayday, mayday, we're going down in two halves of a broken heart. i cast a spell- but who am i kidding? you're no plain jane, and i'm much too far from your embrace. shells from one coast to the next, mourn what died for our love, my prince.