Past Tense Love Story

Past Tense Love Story

I'm your yesterday's view

You're my death note end

Together we were.

Stops between

Serrated pages

Filled the cuts

Iodine wash

And stain the skin.

Met in melancholy

Faces pressed

Along the window.

Wat's next was

Motion or

Madness with

Methods once

Tolled

No more.

Heat off option

To exist

Idle

Certain circling

New spiral alive

Shadowed.

Then at once

No place, everyone

No one, everyplace

There but for the grace

We die.

I'm your deja vu

You're my suicide

Together we were.