"I don't stare at you Anymore Because it reminds me Of how you face Used to fit perfectly In the palm of my hands. And how your eyes aren't Home Anymore. How you're skin was just a little Bumpy, And oily. How you're eyebrow hairs We're thick, And the width of one Was the same as my thumb nail. You're bushy fucking eyebrows man. Your eyelashes, You have a gap in between Some on the end of your right eye, I think it's The right eye. You have a like, A little widows peak on your lips, Your mole on your cheek. The way your big ass head Fits In my hand. They way it fit. It used to fit. When we were together, I used to admire you, Create lines And checkpoints Of destinations Of my future All over you body. Because I really thought, You were the man of my dreams who would Carry me through everything That life had waiting for me. I just remember looking at your face, And feeling my heart explode because I love you so much. Because I'd look at your face And get goose bumps Because I could not wait for The rest of my life with you. Because I could see our son pulling on my skirt and your pants So we could carry him. Because I could see us, and the rest of the Fam, Sitting around our backyard With all of our kids. Because I saw you face For the rest of my life. I do not Look at your face anymore, Because I never got the chance nor do I have the time To wash off all the lines, That represent roads, That were suppose to lead me to The future with you as my one and only Bro, best friend, lover, and husband. I really though, Your face was my map of my future, But now, You turned it into something like a Bad omen." - on how perspectives have to change sometimes 082415 2:26pm
