To Be

It was the day before midsummer

In the year of 2023

Now me and my home smell of you

And you smell of me

I was cute

From my hands to my toes

My very first visit

In the land where anything goes

You had tattoos

From your time in darkness

I was kissing every inch of them

That my hands didn't caress

We met because of mutual hope

Even when there was none

As usual I was too curious

That was red flag number one

We were busy in the garden

But your flowers never grew

No matter how we tended to them

That was red flag number two

The home is where the heart is

Skulls, birthdays, fraternity 

Your all seeing eye gazed upon me

That was red flag number three

You deleted communication

To prevent a future that wasn't meant to be

Now I curse you that I will forget about you

But you will never forget about me