we talk about it with hushed voices
we talk about you in past tense
now you’re so far gone
our memories are faded
just like photographs
tacked to the wall
with the angle that the sun falls
it’s all turned white and black.
there’s nothing more there.
we talk about it with hushed voices.
you mean nothing anymore.
we don’t even cry about it.
we just sit and laugh about it
how dumb we were
to believe in you
but deep down we feel like whores.
i let you use me.
we slowly drain the blood from our veins.
you were every everything to every everyone of us.
but now we don’t know how to breathe
we don’t remember how it feels to break.
we’re so sarcastic we’re not admitting anything about you.
we talk about you in past tense