from your most worn pair of shoes

 Oh, all the places we have gone together,

And oh, all the places you will go without me. 

From the brown rotting leaves on the forest floor,

To the hot black cement on a balmy summer day. 

From resting on the the carpet in the corner of your room, 

To watching you from down below, 

Your body becoming motionless,

Unable to move, 

Glass bottle in hand, hiding prescriptions under your pillow. 

Bounding from your windowsill into

The ink black ocean of night,

Your free spirit could never be contained.

We would run away from emotions, 

The way we would run away from white headlights. 

But we would to him, and I knew it was a mistake

As soon as you took me off to get comfortable

On his disheveled couch,

Cigarette smoke lingering in your face and hair,

Drinking a square bottle of brown liquor. 

Too intoxicated to notice that he’s looking at your torpid body

As if it’s alluring to all of his senses. 

The next time I heard your voice, 

It was rooms away, disoriented and muffled,

Behind a locked door, 

I could not save you. 

No one can save anyone from a man

Whom they believed they loved, 

And thought the love was being mirrored. 

Waiting for you, you finally get ahold of me,

And it’s time to go. 

Your prepossessing blue eyes emotionally vacant,

Frankly, they were life vacant.

I was afraid you might forget me

As you stumbled through the grimy door, 

Out of his territory. 

But you have not forgotten me, 

As I will never forget about you, 

Because I’ve got your soul imprinted on me.