Scattered pencils

attic,

Green

You left our memories in the hallway

Wishing somewhere, someday

make it all come back.

Sleepy wide eyed, wondered

Pictures paintings, slumbered

You woke from grasp

we clutched my heart

exploded, stars

Press these vines against your chest

let them climb inside your veins

overgrown, rush

let them hold your tangled heart

Sometimes things are better left

unforgotten