The last one that I loved

by Liana Hanokaee

The one I put up all above

When I try to think of another Adam

Gd knows it’s hard for me to fathom

I can’t seem to get one thought out fully

You can say my lines are bullies

My tears act in the same way

They chase each other down as if one another are prey

I’ve been told to treat time as my best friend

But do you remember just how far you’d bend?

To talk to me when you really had to sleep

See, instead of counting them, you realized you weren’t a sheep

Maybe you are someone's nice and proper son,

Never like the blind with all senses but one

You held me to high standards like you do to all around

Then one day you left not making a sound

My house felt so empty, nobody had won

I’d hope you’d realize no arguments are worse than one

The bullies of tears fill my glass some days

I hate that I pray you’re doing better than okay