Eyes glazed over,
another daylight dream cutting kisses from invisible lips.
a ghost coexistent to the touch of fingertips.
i have lost the my faith in first impressions.
i've lost my faith in you.
i can't remember when i stopped writing in cursive but i knew it had something to do with consequence, a crush of esteem.
i taste your name in a stale complexion.
a burden lost in my world.
i taste your name in the sky, in the sun, in the stars no more resurrections.