my scrbblin’s

the epitaph

global warmin?
darnd liars!
it’s gettin colder
here
for me,
every year
every month n day
without u,
ur warmth..

u showed me this place
when we passed by here;
u said u loved it
n i said that was queer.

we cudnt stop here that day
n years hav passed by since;
i remember em all, every bit,
n how i teased n made u wince.

that was me then, stupid n silly.
but of all the souls who passed by me
none cud see thru my absurd wit
the way u did, i’m proud to agree.

so i’ve come all the way
to stand here today;
n i wish i cud stay,
here, evry single day.